Wedding Under A Contract

Today is a very important day for the sweet blonde girl, she is ready to move forward in her love life and marry the love of her life, she feels loved, and she feels a butterfly in her stomach, one of those strong ones that dazzle the blonde's eyes, in the mirror she looks at her reflection, while the make-up artist starts to apply make-up on her face, a correct and protective make-up primer, mascara, waterproof eye pencil, make-up fixer, highlighter, then she applies an eye primer, lip liner pencil, a matte lipstick on her lips, and the other girl only takes care of the blonde's hair.

The blonde keeps looking at her reflection in the mirror, she is looking different, it is as if she were another woman, her skin had never been made up, since she is one of the humble, simple girls and for her to see herself painted is a radical change, she is very inquisitive and decides to open her mouth because she is anxious to ask the girls if she should really get married, she is intrigued to know what was discussed last night, since these two girls who help her get ready for her wedding, were present.

-I feel a little sorry for you, I know that you said that I didn’t give you any money or anything, but I feel that it is not right, and it is not ethical, that you work so hard and I don’t pay you anything, I know that you talked about something last night, with my parents, my boyfriend and fiancé Julio, but when I approached you, you stopped saying a word, and you left, ¿what were you talking about yesterday? -asked the curious blonde.

´´Miss Lucrecia, there are things you wouldn't understand, and it's not our place to talk about it, and even less on your wedding day, your fiancé Julio is not the person you should marry, look Julio is unstable, and the young man is complicated, and I can't say anything else ´´she answers swallowing saliva.

-Lupe, don't make me sad, what things should I know, tell me, since I'm not understanding well," Lucrecia says while making a grimace of annoyance.

-I can't tell you more, Miss Lucrecia, I'm really sorry," Lupe answers with a sad voice.

Lucrecia with a confused face remains thoughtful and mentions Raquel's name out loud.

-Raquel, what is it? -Lucrecia asks with a frown.

-Nothing, Miss Lucrecia, it's just that you should be calm, it's your wedding, and it will be amazing," Raquel answers while lowering her gaze.

-You two are hiding something from me, I don’t understand why you say that Julio is unstable, ¿in what way is my fiancé unstable? -asks Lucrecia with intrigue.

Lupe and Raquel look at each other's faces in an exchange of glances, sighing slowly, almost holding their breath.

-Which perfume do you want me to apply, the fruity or the floral? -Lupe asks.

-Floral perfume, please," Lucrecia answers, thinking about everything they told her.

She is a humble blonde that the only thing she wants is to marry the love of her life, fill him with kisses, enjoy a honeymoon, she will avoid what they told her, she will not pay attention to those gossips, that maybe are not true, this would be the most beautiful afternoon of her life, but what about the young brown hair, who according to her is getting ready, he is playing ball with his friends, she does not know, she has no idea, of what would happen this afternoon.

Lucrecia is waiting for her dress to arrive alive to her humble home, since she ordered it for some alterations that had to be done.

A smile is drawn on Lucrecia's face, just to imagine that she will finally get to the altar, she will receive a big kiss in front of all the guests, just that makes her body shudder, her imagination goes beyond, then to have a honeymoon with the love of her life, for her that is a great triumph.

The door of the blonde and slender girl's house is open, as she is waiting for the person to come and leave her dress.

Lucrecia is still smiling with every imagination that figures in her mind with Julio, according to her Julio will be part of her life, and she was very wrong.

The sound of a car horn alarms Lucrecia's ears, making her look at the door and her smile is erased from her face.