Betrothed episode 23

👑👑BETROTHED💘💘

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🧚‍♂️🧚‍♂️Episode 23💋💋

 

 

💋💋The Night of Engagement💋💋

“Oh, honey, you look handsome!” mom exclaimed, adjusting my

tie.

I checked my reflection.

“Oh, good, you’re re-ady. I think Vanessa is re-ady too!” mom

exclaimed.

She patted my hair and said, “I am so glad you made the right

decision!”

She smiled and k!$$£d my cheeks.

I adjusted my tie and combe-d my hair again.

Mom gr@bb£d my arm and dragged me out of the guest room and

to my be-droom.

She threw the door open and immediately everyone in the room

st©pped moving.

Mom snapped her f!nger and all of the maiden rushed out of the

door.

Vanessa was sitting on the chair. She was beautiful in that white

dress. The dress holds her figure perfectly and showed off her long

legs.

I want to just s£dûç£her right here.

Our eyes met for a moment before she looked away from me.

“Here, sit down.” Mom said, pointing at a sp©t next to Vanessa.

I sat down and mom gr@bb£d one of my hand and one of

Vanessa’s hand, holding our hand together.

I could feel the tingling s-en-sation coming from her hand.

I wanted to leave the world behind and hold her. I want to whisper

in her ears that I was really sorry and I want to ask if we could start

over again.

“Look, I know that something is wrong, but its ok, sometimes we

all fight. But tonight, I beg you guys; plea-se don’t make it look like

you guys are fighting. I nee-d you guys to look like you love each

other, ok? Let’s just forget about the fight for tonight, ok?” mom said,

squee-zing my hand.

I looked at Vanessa.

There was a knock on the door and dad c@m£ in.

“I think that both of you should go downstairs, there are a lot of

people who wants to see you.” Dad said.

“Don’t forget what I said!” mom said.

I stood up and hold out a hand to Vanessa. She took it and we

linked arms before we walked out of the room.

We walked down the stairs and immediately everyone started

saying praises to us.

“Look at that cute couple!”

“They look so lovely together!”

“Oh, they are beautiful!”

“Gosh, just look at them!”

“They were definity made for each other!”

We took a seat at a table at the front of the room.

Mom gets onto the stage with a microphone in her hand.

“Welcome everyone, welcome, thank you for coming to the Night

of Engagement p@rty!” mom said and everyone cheered, “As you all

know, I am Maria Cohen.”

“This has been a fantastic year having Vanessa and Jason

together. Vanessa is such a darling, she is so lovable, I want all of

you to met her! Vanessa and Jason, plea-se stand up so everyone

could see you.”

I took Vanessa’s hand and stood up with her.

I can feel Vanessa squee-ze my hands and that made me smile,

knowing that she nee-ds me when she feels nervous.

Everyone ohhhhh and ahhhhh.

I sm-irked.

“Don’t they just look fantastic together?”

The audiences agreed.

“Jason and Vanessa, darlings, plea-se come up here.”

We linked arms and walked up on the stage. Vanessa squee-zed

my arm this time.

I smiled, again, at that.

“Vanessa, I would like to have a few words from you.” Mom said,

smiling her billion dollar smile, while putting the microphone in front

of her.

Vanessa laughed nervously and said, “I – I don’t know. . .”

The audiences laughed. They quiet down before she said

something.

“Hi, I’m Vanessa. I am really graceful to be here. Well, I also want

to say some thanks for certain people. Umm, I would like to start off

by thanking Mrs. Cohen for everything, for, ummm . . . bring us,

Jason and I, together and helping us throu-gh everything. I wouldn’t

be here with Jason, wearing this dress, feeling this if it wasn’t for

you. Umm, I also want to thank Mr. Cohen for helping me throu-gh all

of the health problems. I wouldn’t be standing here right now. I – I

also want to thank Jason . . .” she said, turning to me.

Her eyes drifted from my eyes to her feet. I wanted to hold her

chin so that she could look in my eyes forever. She nervously ru-bbe-d

her thumb with her index f!nger.

“For being there for me when I nee-ded him and creating many

great memories with me. . . Yeah, and also, I want to thank everyone

that I know and I meet. Thank you.” She said, turning back to the

audience.

Everyone cl@pped and Vanessa pas-sed the microphone without

looking up.

“What about you, Jason?” mom asked.

I tolld the mircophone and sm-irked, feelings everyone’s attention

on me.

“I want to thank everyone for everything they have done for me. I

am very graceful for having all of you by my side. I want you guys

have a have a great time here.”

Everyone cl@pped.

We got off the stage.

I looked at Vanessa from the corner of my eyes.

We took a seat and mom made the final speech.

Vanessa figet with the dress.

“Vanessa,” I said, breaking the silence between us.

She didn’t enough.

“Umm, listen, about yesterday’s night, I just want to say that I – I,

ummmm, – ”

“Look, Jason, I want to tell you along that I am sorry, I really didn’t

mean it and now I want to take back all of the words that I said to

you. Jason I really don’t want to fight anymore. But . . . But I get it. I

am just not your type of girl. It’s ok if you don’t feel the same way. I

get it if you don’t want to apologize.” she said, looking in my eyes.

There was sadness in her eyes. I want to wipe away the tear that

was about to come out and k!ssher. I want to do whatever it take to

make her happy.

“Vanessa, I -”

“Jason can you just leave it like that? I really don’t want to talk

about it. – ”

“Vanessa!” one of her designers exclaimed.

I made a fist.

How dare she interrupt my conversation when I am talking to

Vanessa?

“Come here!” she exclaimed, dragging Vanessa away.

When she was out of sight, I sighed and ru-bbe-d my temple.

Most of the night pas-sed by and Vanessa was being introduced

to many people.

I walked over to the drink table and gr@bb£d a whiskey.

I poured the whole thing in my mouth. I gr@bb£d 2 more cu-ps.

“Is there any water?” Vanessa asked, suddenly appearing by my

side.

I looked at her, before realizing that it was her. I smiled, before

chuckling.

“Water?” I asked, “When have you ever heard of water at a Night

of Engagement p@rty?”

“Hey! I never drank wine or beer or whatever there is before.”

She said, blu-shing.

I grinned, “There is beer, wine, whiskey and liquor here.”

“What am I suppose to drink?”

“Whatever you want to drink from this table.”

“Fine, is there any jui-ce here?” she asked, peeking at all of the

cu-ps.

I sm-irked, “No, but there’s alcohol.”

“What is this?” she asked, pointing at the liquors.

“Liquors.”

She took a cu-p and took a sip.

She made a face and her face bec@m£ to have a light shade of

pink.

I smiled.

“What about this?” she asked, pointing to the wine.

“Wine,”

Again, she gr@bb£d a cu-p and took a sip.

“Gross! It taste FAKE! It tastes like metal!” she said, when the

cu-p was put down.

I laughed. “That why you don’t drink wine, you drink other things.”

She smiled a little.

“What is this?” She pointed to sakes.

“Japanese sakes,”

She gr@bb£d it and drinks it.

“It taste weird,” she said.

I studied her carefully.

“Are you sure you want to continue drinking?” I asked her.

“Yeah, I like it; all of the weird taste and unique type in my mouth

– I like it.” She said, while nodding.

I raised my eyebrows.

“What is this?” she said, pointing at the Vodka.

“Vodka,”

She smiled.

“I’ve always wanted to try a Vodka!” she said.

She gr@bb£d it and took a sip before she pours the whole thing in

her mouth.

I chuckled, “Damn, you drink a lot.”

She laughed, “But I am not an alcohol add!çt and this is my first

time.”

“You drink a lot for a beginner.” I said.

“That’s ‘cause I like it!” she said, gr-abbing for another cu-p of

Vodka.

I raised my eyebrows.

She put one of her hand on my shoulder and drank the whole

thing.

I chuckled.

“What’s this?” she asked, pointing to a glas-s cu-p.

“c0cktail,”

“Ooooh, c0cktail, I’ve always dreamt of drinking c0cktails too!”

she said, gr-abbing it and pour the whole thing in her mouth.

“That tastes really good!” she said, gr-abbing another cu-p and

drank everything.

“You don’t know how to drink alcohols.” I laughing, shaking my

head.

“Than how do you drink it?” she said.

“You don’t nee-d to pour the whole thing in your mouth – it makes

you dizzy fas-ter.” I said.

“Who cares?” she said, waving her hand, gr@bb£d a Vodka and

drank everything.

I grinned.

“What’s that?” she asked.

“Spirits,” I said.

“Spirits?” she asked. She gr@bb£d the cu-p and poured everything

in her mouth.

She knitted her eyebrow and made a face.

She gr@bb£d another cu-p of Vodka and drank everything.

“So, how was the night?” I asked, trying to get her attention from

drinking too much.

“Boring! It was so boring!” she said.

I chuckled and than, there was an awkward silence.

She gr@bb£d her 5th cu-p of Vodka and drank the whole thing.

“Vanessa I think you are drinking too much.” I said.

She shrugged.

I shoved my hands in my pocket and looked around.

“Look, Vanessa,” I said and she nodded, looking into my eyes. I

notice that she was trying a bit pink.

“I wanted to tell you this, but you know . . . we were interrupted . .

. so what I want to say is that I am – ” Vanessa unconsciously fell

into my arms and I sighed.

“Vanessa?” I asked.

She gro-an ed.

Someone g@sped and I looked up; mom.

“quic-kly, take her upstairs – I knew it, I should have gotten water

too!” she said, started getting mad at herself.

I lifted Vanessa and carried her bride style up the stairs and I

could hear the guest downstairs cheering.

I rolled my eyes.

I opened the door and la-id Vanessa down.

I was about to pu-ll away when an arm went around my n£¢k.

 

Tbc