Shattered by the Alpha Stronger Than Ever novel Chapter 15

“Did your husband catched this clingy viral too?” I asked her while securing the Velcro straps on my sneakers, I am bad at tying laces and if I do it skids open somehow.

So my considerate, once boyfriend, now flance and soon–to–be promoted to husband keeps it in his mind to remember that when we shop. My sister–in–law laughed shaking her head.

“Well, he always is clingy so I can’t say if that’s viral,” she replies grabbing her shoes.

me

“I think it’s more of the gender issue no?” I joked and she grinned at m

area to us with drinks in their hands.

My other four bridesmaids joined us by the foyer walking out from the restaurant an “Chelsea I told you not to eat.” I gasped loudly. She tends to throw up if she eats and sits on those dangerous rides. She bit her lips sheepishly, shaking-

her head

“Throw up it is then.” She mutters. Ew!

“Guys please I just had food.” Xaviera gags. I rolled my eyes they were all getting sick, it was an easy pr

an easy prediction. They always do if they eat though. We exited the Hotel, to ride down to the Fun Fair location. At first, we had planned on doing a Joint Bachelorette Party, but Keith’s friends and my friends had different ideas for it. So we decided to keep it typical doing it separately. The boys are going to a High–end Gaming Pub, that’s been hyped on the internet nowadays where there is both new adventure and booze.

We girls decided we needed something in the daylight with a little bit of rides and a big place to walk and shop around. We were getting married in Florida like I always dreamed about, a beach wedding with the sun setting behind the ombre shades of clouds just above the ocean. And we flew in two weeks before making a good trip out of it.

The rest of the family members were flying down tomorrow. And we decided to throw a reception for the co–workers and mutual friends back home. It wasn’t a luxurious affair, but something beautiful and affordable for us since I had the employee benefit from my job at the top Wedding Planning Agency. My boss is an obnoxious bitch, she thinks weddings are only beautiful when they are all elegant a

and …

luxurious.

of

Yes, I do believe it should be a special day, beautifully organised and all. However, if the groom and bride are at their happiest in whatever they choose, course as long as It is decent, because trust me I’ve seen some ridiculous ideas that people have and it was almost impossible to pull off, also leaving the guests annoyed. So however we were doing it I am glad I am marrying a Man like Keith.

“Hello, daydreamer,” Nyla called out to ine and I blushed.

“Hey, when are you giving him your wedding gift?” Ophelia quizzes

“On the wedding night stupid.” Nyla slapped her arm, as she nudged her back. I shook my head in amusement, friends can be a crazy company.

As much as the Fun Fair was thrilling and eye–catching, it was also loud and tiding. We rode some big rides that my sister–in–law refused to go with us on. And also some easier ones that weren’t all twisty and shaley. We bought some handmade bracelets and those crocheted cardigans were irresistible. Some of us also bought a couple of sweaters since triple a purchase was bringing in a discount.

By the time we were done with the rides, all of us were famished. So we slid into a restaurant, to stuff our mouths and bellies. Those chicken wraps were heavenly, and so were the giant fries. Right when we were driving back to the resort, Keith dropped a text that he was leaving with the guys and I sighed In disappointment I was hoping to catch him before he left.

I just missed him a lot today, And being so near to getting hitched with him I was feeling more clingy. The girls were all exhausted, and some of them even had headaches from puking. So we retired to our rooms.

Once I was done showering I saw my sister–in–law soundly asleep on the bed. I adjusted the covers around her and turned on the air conditioning. It was hot these days. I pulled out the shoe box that cost me a fortune, I mean it wasn’t worth billions but far more than Keith and I normally spent,

It was the latest Clarks boots that caught Keith’s eye but it was so expensive he kept it back. And I have been pinning behind it ever since. Even if I had to work a little extra for some more money.

Bringing the necessary stationery stuff, I gift–packed it in the grey and golden gift wrapper that I knew he would love. Being good at crafts did come in bandy huh?

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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 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

being the super cheesy and hopeless 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 tickers. On my periods, God 1 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

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