Chapter3
I exhaled with pride as I completed the task and kept it along with my bridal gown in the closet. I didn’t allow Keith to see it, since I wanted him to see me In that dress straight at the altar.
I dreamily caressed the gown from the see–through cover it had. I can’t believe I am getting married a day after tomorrow, it felt like a dream coming. through
I lay down thinking about my handsome, considerate, amazing fiance who was going to be my husband for life. I glanced at my ring and smiled seeing the older silver one. Keith gave me that after he told me his feelings, and his intentions to marry me someday and I reciprocated.
I met him at a summer camp in California when I was eighteen and he was twenty–two, and we became friends quickly. But something always hung between us that was more than platonic, and we came closer in the pandemic when we texted a lot. We hit the love level three years later in 2021 though and got into a relationship immediately.
After being together for two years, Keith officially proposed to me hoping we could get married soon. But me being the super cheesy and hopeless romantic person, I wanted my dream wedding. But of course, I asked him if he was fine waiting for that long until we had enough money for that. So we had an year long engagement before deciding to get married this year.
He didn’t mind at all, why would he? I was already moving in with him, so we were just a ceremony and a register away from doing that. Living with him was such a great decision because he treated me like a literal princess all the time.
Suppose I flinched if my feet hurt a little he was already bringing oil to massage. If I squealed seeing a movie trailer, he surprised me with the first show tickets. On my periods, God I wasn’t allowed to do any chores, he did it all. He did my hair, helped me with my work, and transferred a sum of money monthly despite my refusals. He is an elevator engineer in San Francisco, worked for a well–known Company and was often out on work trips around the country as well. In short, we both had done well for ourselves at this point, where we could get married and start a family.
He has always been over the edge for becoming a Father, there was this time I missed my period and we thought I was pregnant, but the disappointment on his face killed me when the test came out negative.
It wasn’t like we didn’t want that, we just wanted to welcome our child at a peaceful phase, where we could cut back on work and be there for our kids, give them all the happiness and afford a better lifestyle than we could have at a young age. He made sure he wore protection at all times and I had an TUD
He didn’t care I got paid a little more than he did, he was always so honest and assuring. That made me insecure sometimes. But I knew better than Keith was anything but a cheater. He was my Man, and he would be the husband of my dreams very soon.
After peacefully dreaming about our future I fell asleep. When my eyes opened I gasped because it was already dawn. I was hoping to see my fiance at night when he returned since I couldn’t meet him today.
I checked my phone and I had zero texts from him, it was so unlike Keith. He texted even if he was visiting the grocery store or landing or boarding a flight, from the big issues to the smallest ones he always messages me if he is away
My heart was suddenly in turmoil, and it was upsetting me.
Is he even okay? Oh God did something bad happen?
I almost burst into tears at the thought and sat there sulking, before I just decided to go see him for now and then I’ll tell him we don’t meet until the wedding altar. I grabbed the robe of my nightgown and stepped out with my flip–flop on. It was yet to be sunrise so everyone was asleep.
But I know my brother would be up since he prefers waking up before the sun and working out early with or without equipment. I knocked on the suite door twice and he opened the door dressed in his workout clothes.
“Karry?” He frowns a little in confusion.
“Where is Keith?” I asked in a trembling voice and my brother’s features softened.
“In his room for sure.” He replies and follows me to his bedroom in the suite. He was staying alone since I was the only one he preferred sharing a bed with. I open the door and the bed is set the room is all clean and steady, also untouched, setting a sinking feeling in my stomach.
