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Previously on LIF:

I stand there gaping at her for a long time and then finally find my voice.

"Wow."

She laughs at my speechlessness. "Come on, I'll give you a quick tour and then we will leave. It's starting to get dark." I nod eagerly.

She guides me around the house, first towards the kitchen which again is huge, then towards 8 more bedrooms, a large dining room, a studio, and a vast kitchen.

When the tour is complete, I am beyond awed at this place. It doesn't look like a place to live, but looks like place from a completely different era.

Mama Whitlock grabs the case and the jewellery box loads it into the back of the car. And soon we are heading towards home.

I had stopped calling the Swan residence home as soon as I got the news of my parents' death. Mama Whitlock practically adopted me, and I had been living with them since.

I stare out the window deep in thoughts, and soon succumb to sleep, dreaming about the wedding and the mansion.


4. The Arrangements.

When I open my eyes, I feel a warm body around me. Surely enough, Jasper is sleeping beside me, his body completely tangled with mine. When Jasper slept he was like an octopus squeezing you, in all possible ways, impossibly closer to his body. I smile, looking at his sleepy face. He has a cute little pout and his face is as calm as a baby's.

I lean closer to him and then go back to sleep.

When the morning comes, I feel completely well-rested.

I get up, without jostling Jasper, and get to the kitchen, where Mama Whitlock is already preparing something.

Mama Whitlock looks up at me and smiles big. "Good morning!" She exclaims, cheerfully.

"Morning." I mumble.

"You remember today's plans right, dear?"

I just nod. I remember. But I'm not sure if Jasper remembers.

Just when I'm about to get up to take a shower, Jasper walks in, half asleep and smiling sleepily. He bends to kiss my lips my lightly.

"Oh good, you're awake. Get ready quickly. After breakfast, we have venues to explore," Mama Whitlock exclaims, happily.

Jasper just grunts and then sits down beside me leaning his head on my shoulder while trying to suppress his yawns. He's so adorable.

I get up and kiss his forehead. "Mom, can you save my breakfast? I'll go take a quick shower."

That quirks Jasper up quickly. "Want me to join you?" He says with a mischievous grin.

Mama Whitlock hits him on the head with a spoon. "I want you both to get ready soon, not make us both late. You have plenty of time for that after the wedding."

I blush and then rush out before Jasper can say something more embarrassing.

When finally I am fresh and out of shower, I immediately go for the kitchen to get my pancakes.

Jasper is there still having his breakfast. "Jasper, you can go get ready now. We don't want to be late."

He smiles at me crookedly. "Yes, Ma'am," he says being his charming self again. He notices my blush and then gets up to start towards the shower laughing.

As soon as I finish my last pancake, Jasper comes out freshly showered, his hair still wet and then smiles at me.

"Hey," I say, a little breathless.

He bends and kisses me softly. "Hey yourself."

"Oh good. You're both ready. Let's move it then. Chop Chop. We have a lot to do." Mama Whitlock's voice startles us both and we both jump.

"Jeez, you'd think she's the one getting married," Jasper mutters under his breath,

"Hush you. She's excited," I say, smiling at him.


It takes us less than half hour to reach the hall and to be honest, it is a little over-the-top.

We hurriedly follow Mama Whitlock into what looks like an office where an old bored lady is sitting typing away something on her computer.

As soon as we enter, she turns her bored gaze at us.

"Ah, yes. Please come in," she says, in a fake enthusiastic voice.

"Hello. I'm Mrs. Whitlock. Well, as you can guess, we are here for booking the hall for these two's wedding," Mama Whitlock says pointing at us.

"Yes. Of course. I'm Mrs. Cope. I assume you have a date in mind?"

"Yes we were hoping the 2nd of the next month was available."

I gasp, while Jasper stares widely at Mom. We hadn't discussed date. But, I didn't think Mama Whitlock would choose just a month after for the wedding.

On one hand, my mind keeps thinking it's too soon but on the other hand, I start to see myself walking down the aisle and then becoming Jasper's wife. I slowly exhale. This might not be so bad after all.

I peek at Jasper and he looks like he has a hard time swallowing.

"Wonderful. Then here are the forms. Let the bride and groom fill them, while we talk other details." Mama Whitlock was dragged away by Mrs. Cope to show the venue and talk other details.

I step forward to lift the form and hand another to Jasper.

"You know you don't have to do this," I whisper.

He remains silent. "I can see that you're not ready for this, Jasper. We can still call it off."

"No, we're not calling it off. I can and will marry you. Whether it is one month later or today."

I sigh. He's so stubborn.

We silently start filling the forms. None of us say a word. There was nothing left to say.

When we are finally done, Mama Whitlock declares that the venue is done and that she will start soon for ordering decoration and booking caterers. When I offer to help, she scoffs saying this is for my special day and I shouldn't be labouring for it.

I nod and then start towards my room. As soon as I'm in, I bolt into the bathroom and lock the door. I sink to the floor and start sobbing. I know in my heart that Jasper doesn't love me as I do but I can't stop this. I can't not marry him. I know that he blames himself for that night and sees this as a chance to redeem himself. I can't deny him that. I can't.

When my tears dry, I just lean back to the wall and close my eyes, shutting out the images of that night that keep floating in front of my eyes.


So, here it is Chapter 4. Now, I know I have kept enough suspense about "that night" that Bella keeps mentioning. So, next chapter "that night" and its events will be revealed. Now, what did you think of this chapter? Please review.

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