Valentina danced, conversed, took photos, always maintaining the facade of happy bride. Alexander also continued with his acting, but she noticed that he was each time more anxious for the party to finish. Near midnight, the preparations began for the traditional hour of leaving. Valentina threw the bouquet, which was caught by a single cousin.
She and Alexander cut the cake again for the last photos. Finally, the moment arrived to go to the bridal suite in the same hotel. Richard and Patricia said goodbye with tears in the eyes. My daughter be very happy, said Patricia. Take care of each other much, added Richard, embracing Alexander as a son. If they knew.
In the elevator of the hotel, Alexander finally relaxed. Gh. It had already finished. He was tired of faking happiness. Valentina looked at him surprised. Faking? Alexander realized of what he had said and tried to correct himself. No, no, I don’t refer to that. It’s that the party’s tire, right? Many people, much noise. But now it’s only the two of us.
Yes, it’s only the two of us, repeated Valentina with a tone that he didn’t understand. In the suite, Alexander went straight to the bathroom to shower. Valentina took advantage to take her cell phone and send a message to Sophia. I need all the information that you can get for tomorrow. It’s urgent. The response arrived fast.
I’m on it, but Val, be careful. These people don’t play. Valentina kept the cell phone. When Alexander came out of the bathroom, he approached to her with that seductive smile that before turned her crazy. “Finally alone, Mrs. Sterling.” “Mrs. Sterling,” repeated she. “Still, it sounds weird. You’ll get used,” said he, trying to kiss her.
Valentina separated gently. “Alexander, I am exhausted. What if we leave it for tomorrow?” His expression changed quickly. Seriously, in our first night of married, it’s just that it was a very intense day. I need to process everything. Alexander got irritated visibly, but tried to dissimulate. All right, I understand. But she knew that he didn’t understand.
Probably he was planning how to accelerate his plans to access her assets, and a distant wife didn’t help. Valentina went to the bathroom and stayed a while alone, ordering her thoughts. When she came out, Alexander already was asleep, or faked to be. She lied down on the other side of the bed, the furthest possible from him.