Bride of the seven gods episode 12

Written by TOM
👰 She’s the legendary master wife 👰
My face were all round and swollen. My eyes looks like someone who haven’t sle-pt for thousands of years.
“I can’t fall for him. I can’t fall for him”. I kept whispering as I walked.
“Zanillia”. San called. He was with Eason, Sean, Kris and Gia.
“I can’t fall for him”. They all walked towards me. San held me.
“What happened to you”? He asked.
“I’ve fallen for Feiye”. I blurted out. “He must have charmed with something”.
“What”. San stared at me in surprise.
“I don’t think so”. Eason said. “You don’t seem to be charmed”.
“What happened between you two”? Gia asked.
“We sle-pt together on____”.
“You sle-pt together”! They all exclaimed.
“I don’t mean sle-pt. I mean we sle-pt on the be-d together. I kept bothering him to talk to me. Then he pu-ll-ed me closer to him and….and..”.
“Did you k!$$£d him”? Sean asked.
“No. I only stared at his eyes and….”. I looked up at San. He would get hurt if he knows I’ve fallen for someone else. “Fool yah”. I laughed.
“What”? San looked confused.
“I fooled you all. Who knew you would believe all what I said”.
“Hey you___”. Eason shouted but San cut him short by raising his hand.
“You guys go. I’ll like to talk to Zanillia alone”.
“Soothe yourself”. Eason gave me an angry look and left. The others followed. I was now left alone with San.
“I think you’re going too far Zanillia. You shouldn’t pl@ysuch jokes again”.
“I’m sorry. I just thought…… I’m sorry”.
“It’s okay”. He held my hand. “I think it’s time for me to open up my mind to you. I like you Zanillia”. He said. “You’re different from every girl I know. I can’t bear to see you liking other guys”.
“I…..I like you too but….”.
“But what”?
“I don’t know if you like me or this face. What if I changed into someone else. What if I’m someone else who entered this b©dy”.
“That’s impossible”.
“But it is”. I brou-ght out a portrait of me which I told an artist to help me drew. I showed it to him. “What if this girl likes you, will you like her back”? He stared at it.
“I don’t know why you’re asking me this. The girl here isn’t even pretty as you’re. She isn’t even my type. I’ve sworn to myself that you’re the only one I’ll like”.
“Really”? I felt hurt when he said that. “That’s good to hear”. I faked a smile. “See you later. Janice should be waiting for me”. I walked away. The portrait in my hand fell on the ground. I didn’t even bother to pick it up.
I entered my room and sat in the be-d. Janice walked in.
“Where did you go to last night”? She sat beside me. “Why the sad face? Is anything wrong? Zanillia”? She shooked my b©dy.
“He doesn’t like me”. I bur-st into tears.
“St©p crying”. She hvgged me.
“He said I’m not pretty”.
“Who? Feiye? That guy nee-ds someone to teach him a lesson”.
“I want to die. I don’t deserve to leave. It really hurts so bad”. I cried ha-rder.
San walked in. Vagamound was busy starring at the portrait in his hand.
“We nee-d to talk”. San said. Vagamound looked over to him. Maybe if he hadn’t put down the enchantment on the door, San wouldn’t have want to talk to him. He fold the portrait together.
“What did you want to talk to me about”?
“I like Zanillia”.
“So? What does that has to do with me”?
“I want you to stay away from her. You think I don’t know that you’re the Feiye she’s been talking about. I want you to know that she likes me back so you shouldn’t try anything stupid with her”.
“I guess she must have told you about what happened between us last night”.
“Last night”. San looked confused.
“Seems like she didn’t”.
“What did you do to her”?
“It’s pri-vate”. Vagamound smiled. “She would be thinking about it right now. The event was so ro-mantic”. He laughed. San ti-ght£ñed his fist.
“I know I’m not as powerful as you’re but I don’t joke with my woman”.
“Calm down. Zanillia isn’t my type of woman at all. She’s too ugly and skinny for my liking”.
“Do not say anything bad about her. She’s the most pretty woman ever”.
“Sorry. I just forgot that she’s your woman”. Vagamound stood up and walked over to where San stood. “Don’t think anything negative. I’m not interested in your woman. I’ve a lady of my choice and I’m off to meet her. Take care”. Vagamound smiled and left.

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