Coerced Wedding https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029VaFUMTz3LdQP9KFcYL3H Short Story Written by Vee💘 Aka Virginia Chambati 🇿🇼773⁶⁵¹524 https://chat.whatsapp.com/C3BH9p3u8QZ0Ms0j10mI9O Comment Section https://chat.whatsapp.com/C98g8juBv40Dy87mWGl40t Part 3 The rays of the sun blinded my eyes the moment I opened my eyes early in the morning. I could feel the fresh morning breeze admiring my half body which was out of the blankets. I opened my mouth about to yawn, but I closed it fast when I realised I was not alone in this room. This lady in a suit was staring at me with a look I couldn't figure out what it meant. "You did not sleep the whole night, that's the reason why you couldn't hear the sound of the alarm. Look, you even have puffy eyes. I hope they get back in shape before the event. Good morning madam," she said. "Good morning aaah..." "Laura," she said. "Laura, how did you know that I did not sleep through out the night, were you watching me? Are by any chance my body guard or something?" I asked her. "No not me somebody was, but anyways let's get prepared." The instructions again. I just remained there at the bed, not really knowing what to do next. Last night when I went to sleep my heart was restless because I did not know what waited for me at the other side of the night. When these so called make up artists finished what they were doing on me Laura came and told me that I was supposed to sleep because tomorrow was going to be a big day. So this day had ended and I was left alone to sleep in this big bedroom. While I was sleeping on the bed my eyes stumbled upon a big portrait of this man. If I say he was just a man, I would be lying because this wasn't just a man. He was handsome, gorgeous, that person who was not expected to walk on this earth. This was simply a black God if ever there was one. The artist who had drawn this portrait was a talented one I must say. I moved out of the blankets then moved closer to the portrait. My eyes looked into his. It was as if I was staring directly into a living being. Everything about this drawing was on point, the lips, the small beard was just as I like it in a man. If I was asked to make a choice of a man I wouldn't go for a man with a big beard, infact I hated men with much hair on their faces. I guess I ran out of choosing time the moment these people abducted me. My fear was death. This artist was a pro, if he had sold the copies of this particular portrait, he was going to make thousands of dollars or maybe he already did. I slowly moved back to the bed my eyes surveying every inch of the house. What was I supposed to do because from the look of things sleep was not ready to visit me anytime soon. I sat inside the blankets my mind racing to and fro, but the answers to my questions remained unanswered. I guess the only solution was to wait for the next day. What ever fate was going to give me I had no power to reject. I think it was in the earliest hours of the morning when sleep finally took me to dreamland. Finally the day was here. The day I was waiting for if not the day they were waiting for because everyone was doing everything in preparation of this particular day. Whatever was in store for me, I only left it in the Lord's hands. Laura went out and came back with something in a black bag. She placed the bag she had on the bed and then she went to the door and summoned someone to come in. "Please tide this room starting from the bathroom, please be fast time is not on our side," she commanded. Three ladies came in and headed to the bathroom. She got out and came back with another bag, this time she was accompanied by the people who did my hair, nails and my face. "Madam did you take a bath, we need to get done immediately the boss is on our necks. Oh did you get enough sleep last night, look at your eyes, what to do, what do?" I recalled her name from the previous day, Mimie. She was the talkative one. Rayna was the spectator, when ever Mimie saw something she would let Rayna know and Rayna would just smile. "You are a make up artist you are going to think of something," Rayna said to Mimie. "Of course you know what I can do, madam go and freshen up, we are running late," Mimie said. I lifted myself off the bed and put on the flip flops that they put there for me. The cleaners left the room and I cleaned myself fast, I had no power to object because I didn't know what these people were capable of doing. When I got back to the bedroom breakfast was waiting for me, even my bed was already done. Oh these people were so good in whatever they did. I had my breakfast while Rayna and Mimie were making me look good. As for my face they waited until I finished eating. Laura could pop in now and again to remind the ladies and me that time was not on our side. When all was done that's when I got the surprise of my life. You guys were supposed to be there. I was staring at this beautiful wedding gown and all the ladies in this room were drooling over it. I couldn't believe that I was the one who was supposed to wear it... To be continued...