Love Aint Always Pretty

Chapter 80: 80 Matrimonium

Matrimonium

Translation: Marriage

Origin: Latin

SAVANNAH'S POV

"Need help here!" Ingrid screams.

All of the bridesmaids started rushing closer towards me and we were obviously hurrying everything up.

"Stomach in." One says.

I did so.

"Goodness Savannah!" Another one whines.

I exhaled.

"You gained weight in just a week my dear!" The make up artist added.

"Look at your gown. It doesn't fit you anymore." Mom says to me.

I exhaled heavily and took a deep breath in as I feel my wedding gown finally zipped up. I don't know why I've gained weight on just a week's time.

"Stress eating." I answered.

Everyone in the room went back to what they were doing after helping me fit my dress. I just wish it won't peel off of me cos of my past. They were all in a hurry to finish with their make-up and their hairdos before the time of the wedding ceremony. My girl friends were all asking where is this and where is that. I didn't really feel any rush at all. Seeing everyone in this room to be getting ecstatic about the wedding makes me sad. I was even wondering if Nick and Dakota would attend.

Damon's mom puts the veil on me while my own mother fixes my mini crown. Ingrid scratches her neck and puckered her lips with her lipstick. I smiled at her and she looks beautiful.

"You look so lovely." Mom says.

"Thank you mom." I answered.

"I'm so proud Damon is marrying such a beautiful woman."

I smiled at her. "Thank you."

All of the guest were already in the venue and when I was done with everything, I quickly got into the white Rolls Royce that was parked right in front of the hotel. Damon picked it to be my wedding car because her mom says so. I sat down at the backseat with my mom right beside me as the car moves along the road.

"Nervous?" She asked.

I shake my head. "No."

"Honey, do you really love Damon?"

I turned my head to her and we stared at each other silently. I know my mom knows my answer to her question.

"Do you really wanna spend your lifetime with him?" She adds.

I sigh heavily.

"I know you still love Nick." She tells me. Mother really knows best.

I try not to cry. "Of course I love Damon." I say.

She stares at me eagerly.

"But there's no turning back now mom. The wedding's here. Everyone is expecting me to say yes. Everyone wants me and Damon to end up together. Dad too, he always wanted me to marry someone rich."

"You can always say no when you don't want to. Darling if you're not ready for any of this then don't force yourself to get involve into something that involves spending a lifetime with."

"Thanks for saying that mom but I've made up my mind." I tell her. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

She kisses my temple. "You've been a very strong girl honey."

The car arrived outside the church and as I look at everyone, I knew this is really it. I'm going to be tied down with Damon forever. Maybe not forever but for a long time. I'm going to spend my life with Damon. With Damon and not with Nick.

"You'll do great Savannah." Mom tells me as she walks out of the car.

She smiles. "If you don't want to get married then I will understand you. Don't worry about what your father will say."

I smiled at her. "Your happiness is more important to me." She says.

When it was my turn to walk down the aisle, dad opened the car door for me and I stepped out. We stood right outside the church and I didn't really dated on talking to him because I still hate him for what he did. I hooked my arm on his arm, as the orchestra and choir sang while both of us were walking down the aisle with everyone's attention on us. I stare at Damon standing on the end of the aisle, looking so formal and so happy. Suddenly he wipes his tears, God he really does love me. He's crying while watching me walk down this aisle.

My eyes travelled to the rest of the people that were in here and most of them I didn't really know who, which was on Damon's side of the family friend. I was searching for Nick and I couldn't find a tall brownish-blondish guy with a sexy beard on his face among the crowd.

"I didn't expect you to get married too fast." Dad speaks to me which catches my attention.

"Oh come on dad. You wanted this."

"Savannah are you still mad for what I've done?"

"Who wouldn't? Who wouldn't get mad? You knew I loved Nick and you knew he was my source of happiness but you took it all away. And now you want me to marry someone who doesn't even make me happy." I speak whisperingly as the flashes of the cameras hits our faces.

"He can make you happy. He's rich."

"I don't need money dad. I don't need wealth to make me happy, I'm not you." I exhaled heavily.

"Well you're here now and don't you dare say no to him. Do you understand me Savannah?" He asked while takes a grip on my arm.

Finally we reached the end of the aisle and my dad handed my hand to Damon. I smiled ruefully at him and I took the seat right in front of the priest together with Damon. The ceremony started but my mind

was floating elsewhere. The priest was preaching something about marriage and happy family and how sacred this thing is that we were having right now but I didn't really paid attention to any of it.

I wanted to pull off the veil that's on me. I wanted to throw this killing heels that were on my feet. I wanted to run away and never look back and forget that this part of my life ever existed. If I say no to Damon, it'll ruin dad's name and he will blame me for this. Well fair enough, he ruined the life I had with Nick. But as much as I wanted to leave and go far away to stop this wedding, I don't have the guts to put Damon in such embarrassment. He wouldn't forgive me and he fears of loosing me.

"You may kiss the bride." the priest says Damon.

I knew we were officially married now. I stare at my wedding ring and my heart sinks that I'm Mrs. Patricks and I'm not Mrs. Wilde. Damon pulls the veil off of my face and kissed my lips.

"I love you." He says after kissing me.

"I love you." I say weakly.

We faced everyone else and as I stare at them clapping, seeing my mom crying and my dad too, made me realize that this is it. I'm tied. I'm married. I'm really married and I just couldn't believe it. An hour ago I was still Miss Canterbury but now my surname changed to something I don't want.

My eyes scanned through all the people that were inside the church and my eyes landed on the fifth row of chairs, I saw Nick and Dakota together. She was clapping along with the other people while Nick was just looking at me. I quickly looked away from his gaze because it hurts me seeing him watching me getting married.

•••••

"Hon?"

I turned my head to Damon as he puts down out suitcase. We finally landed London, where we will be having our honeymoon. He holds both of my waist and pulls me close.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked.

I shake my head. "Nothing. Just tired from the long flight."

He kissed my forehead, "Why don't you take a rest? We'll tour around London this afternoon. How about that?"

I nod.

"I'll be out grabbing something for us to eat. Do you want anything?" He asked.

"Anything that is pasta."

"Alright. I'll be back. Love you." He kissed my cheeks before heading out of the room.

I started walking inside the bathroom and took a pee. The presidential room that we stayed in is lovely, Damon always chooses something that is fancy and that would fascinate me. I don't hate him for that, I know he only wants what's best for me.

I headed out of the bathroom and walked my way to the balcony. I stare at the streets of London and I was amazed by this wondrous place. I wanted to go to Brazil for our honeymoon, I was thinking something that is beachy but Damon's mom won't allow us to. As if she's here to spend the honeymoon with us. Damon's such a mama's boy and he can't say no to her. I hate it sometimes. It's like she's controlling him but good thing that she likes me for Damon. That won't be a problem for me then.

In a while, I felt a little bit dizzy and I'm sure this was the effects of jet lag. I walked my way back inside and headed to the bed to get some rest before we'd tour around London in a while. The floor Im

walking suddenly becomes all blurry and I reached for something to hold on to but there was nothing so I fell out of balance and dropped myself on the floor and everything around me went black.

•••••

I groaned.

"Savannah." I hear Damon's voice.

I opened my eyes and saw Damon holding my hand tight while he was sitting down on the side of my bed. We weren't inside the hotel room. I slowly pulled myself up and Damon helps me.

"What happened? Are we...." I looked around. "Are we in the hospital?"

He nods. "When I got back from the hotel room, you were already lying down on the floor. You got me all worried of you. Are you okay? How do you feel?"

"I'm fine. Maybe this was because of the jet lag. Let's go? Can we leave now? I feel sick when I'm inside a hospital."

The door opens wide and the doctor marches inside the room with a huge smile plastered on his face.

"Good day. I see your wife is now up. How do you feel Mrs. Patricks?" The doctor asked me right away.

Mrs. Patricks. Gosh I need to get used to people calling me that.

"I'm feeling okay." I answered.

He smiles. "That is good."

"What's her findings doctor? How is my wife?" Damon asked.

"Well, congratulations. She's two weeks pregnant." The doctor said right away.

My eyes widened. Pregnant. "I'm pregnant?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yes. Were you having morning sickness? Nauseated? Vomiting? Anything?" He asked.

I shake my head sideways. "No. I didn't have those lately. Maybe you got it all wrong. we just landed London this morning. There must be some mistake."

"Mrs. Patricks, there's no mistake. You are indeed pregnant." The doctor clarifies me.

Damon stays quiet and I didn't have sex with him for a month because we were both busy with work and preparing the wedding. Two weeks. Two goddamn weeks ago. Two...

I gaped.

Nick.

I had sex with Nick two weeks ago. During the bachelorette party. I still vaguely remember it well. I'm sure it's him. He's the father of my baby and not Damon. Oh god. Oh my god.

"Thank you doctor." Damon says.

We went out of the room quietly and neither of us talked to each other. I know he knows when was the last time we did it. I'm sure about it but he's not saying anything to me. We headed out of the hospital and climbed inside his car. We drove around London for a while and I was sitting down the passenger seat silently as I look right outside of my window pane.

Damon didn't say he's excited about this baby inside of me. He didn't say anything at all. He didn't talk about it and did not even congratulate me about being pregnant. But, how am I gonna tell Damon about the real father of my child? And how can I tell Nick that he's the father of this baby?

"You're hungry?" He asked.

I glanced at Damon. "Yeah."

"I heard about this restaurant near from here. Shall we have dinner there?"

I nod. "Sure."

While we were having dinner, Damon acted as if he didn't know I was pregnant. We talked about the sceneries in London and I joined him anyways. He said we were going to enjoy it here before we go back to work.

"I'm happy you're pregnant." He said out of the blue but he stares at his plate. "I'm happy we'll be starting our own family soon."

I smiled ruefully. "Me too."

He holds my hand. "I love you Savannah. I love you so much."

"I love you too."

He takes a grip tight on my hand while he looks at me eagerly then he smiles.

When we were done having dinner, we went back to the hotel room and just watched some English tv shows. Damon had wine on his hand while he wrapped his other arm around me and we were both quiet. I didn't really paid any attention to the tv but I was thinking more of what Damon is thinking right now. I wanted to go inside his mind and figure him out.

Actually I'm scared cos he's not talking about the baby inside of me. He doesn't seem to be excited about it. I think he's figuring it out when was the last time we did it or maybe he's thinking who could have been the father of this child inside of me.

•••••

When we got back to the city after having our honeymoon in London, we went back to work right away. Damon was concerned about me and the baby which was really sweet of him even though I'm still not sure if it's his nor Nick's. The doctor also that said I need to take a rest but I need to work for my own even though Damon is receiving huge amounts of money. I'm not sick or anything, Im just pregnant and I'm also careful of the things I do.

I walked along the lobby as I grasp on my shoulder bag. I headed to the elevator together with the other employees that were waiting for the elevator door to open. I wore a pair of flats since Damon said I needed to be careful. When the door opens, everyone steps inside and I joined them in but then the elevator signals that it's already on overload. I sigh and stepped out of it. I was the last one left.

I waited again right outside of the elevator all alone. I glanced at my watch and I was already running late but what the heck anyways. Suddenly, someone stood right next to me wearing a black suit and a red slim tie. The familiar scent goes through my nose and I already knew who it was. Base on my peripheral view even when I'm not looking at who is it, I knew from the height and hair that it was Nick. I feel my heart being crumpled.

The elevator door opens and there weren't anybody anymore. I didn't want to step in the elevator being alone with Nick inside that small spaced room. I should've taken the stairs.

"Aren't you going in?" He asked me.

I took a deep breath in and walked inside the elevator while Nick was following me inside. We stood next to each other as we watch the elevator door closes.

"You're on your flats." He blurted.

"Y-yeah."

"Well Dakota doesn't really wants her employees to wear flats."

I stared at my feet. "I'm... Well... I strained my foot."

He nods.

"Is it serious? You look okay to me." He said.

"I'm... fine."

We went quiet. God, why is it taking so long before this elevator opens?

"How's your honeymoon?" He asked.

I sigh inwardly. "Good."

I'm pregnant.

You got me pregnant Nick.

I think you're the father to this baby inside me. No, I know you're the father.

"Congrats on your wedding. I wish you happiness." He says.

My heart feels heavy on my chest as I hear him congratulating me about my wedding with Damon for the first time. I curled my fist into a ball.

"Thank you." I answer weakly.

The elevator door finally opens before us and I hurriedly stepped out first to leave but Nick snatched me away and grabbed my wrist as he pulled me back right inside. I looked back at him.

"If anything happens to you and Damon, call me." He says.

"I'll be here for you." He adds.

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