Chapter 8: Wedding Night {3}
Cedric leaned forward and took the wine glass and drank from it.
"You’re persistent," he said, rising to his feet, I watched as he walked swiftly to the window standing with arms folded.
I took another shot of my wine, chugging it this time. I poured another and repeated the action as the silence bored me.
"Nothing to say?" I said out loud.
He didn’t alter a word.
"Convenient," I said while taking another drink.
"Giving up a status like that must mean you got something higher" I add drinking.
I heard him let out a snicker, more of a sarcastic one. It sounded strange in my ear, I just rolled my eyes while drinking, I needed relief. I kept drinking and drinking until my head spun like circles and everything blurred.
I groaned holding my head. I leaned on the chair turning my head as my eyes landed on Cedric, the cloud cleared as the moon reflected in the room making my silver hair highlight more, it was one thing unique about my hair when the moonlight was present.
Cedric turned and his eyes landed on me, my eyelids grew heavy and I drifted off to sleep on the couch.
"Papa" I whispered remembering his face as I slept off, hoping and wishing I would wake back at my cranky bed made of wood with enough foam, at the sound of my papa’s voice, but who am I to cheat fate.