Rebirth of the scheming wife

A sacrificial lamb

VALERI’S POV

I did as I was instructed by my bestie, went ahead with my morning routine and even ended up calling for room service to deliver breakfast to my room because for some reason, my bestie refused to show up, and there was nothing for me to do to while away the time so I thought getting something to eat was going to relive me of my boredom, but it didn’t and after eating I ended up sleeping.

Thank goodness I didn’t wake up to another nightmare of the things that happened in my past life, but I did wake up with my best friend hovering over me like an helicopter yelling for me to wake up because the clock was ticking closer to the wedding partget togetherwhatever the f**k my family members are choosing to call this as if she wasn’t the one that left me unattended to for a very long time.

After Vivian gave strict instructions to the nail technician, make-up artist and hair stylist on what to do and what to do and not to do with my hair, make up and nails, they all get down to their work while Vivian got the get ready with me video that she wanted to get done for the event started

I could only sit down waiting to get dressed up like a barbie doll by the dress up team, occasionally stealing glances at my best friend whose is busy doing her thing, and making me proud by the amount of energy and dedication that she is pouring into her influencer career.

“it is time for you to change into your dress ma’am” one of the people from the dress up team that my bestie brought with her informs and I get up from my chair.

The beautiful lady takes the makeup apron off my body, carefully unties the rope of my satin cream bridal robe and helps me into the off shoulder emerald green mini gown with sweetheart neckline that I have a memory of Vivian handpicking for me a year ago in case we were going to be having an after party because my bestie is the definition of a social butterfly and the life of the party.

“Ohhh my goodness mama you look so beautiful” Vivian suddenly pauses dramatically in the middle of her recording, gawking at me and making me blush at her exaggerated expression.

“I must have informed you guys that this get ready is for my best friend’s wedding and I really need to show you guys how my bestie is looking like a snack for her own wedding party” Vivian says turning to her phone as she quickly unmounts her phone from the tripod that she was busy recording with.

“they are still busy touching up with the accessories but you guys should just take at how my best friend is looking like a ten out of ten minus nothing” she says as she continues to hover around me like a stubborn fly while I just remain seated as they dress me up as a doll while my bestie seems not to get enough of making videos of me.

The nail technician is busy paving the way for bracelets and a beautiful ring though my square tapered nude colored nails with white French tips , while the hair stylist is busy placing different shapes and styles of silver color stimulated pearl hair comb around the curls of my leaf brown hair styled and pinned to form a low bun with some curls left by the side.

The make-up artist helped me to get my pearl studded earrings fastened to my ear and the pearl necklace around my neck, and now she is helping my feet into the silver peep toe heels that Vivian helped me shop for my wedding.

“you look scrundelyumyum” she gushes blowing me a chef’s kiss and I blush as she rushes to pick up her phone like a child that is excited to show off its candy.

“you guys should take a look at this beauty……her beauty is giving everything that it is supposed to give” she says as she points her camera in my direction to take pictures from different angles.

“are you guys not done playing dress up with her” Mathilda suddenly barges into the room and inquires.

“no matter how you guys try to take the girl out of the village, you really can’t take the village out of the girl so I advise that you guys should stop trying so hard and just allow her to get this wedding party over and done with” Matilda’s vice resounds rudely from the door

“why do you derive so much joy in spreading your toxicity all around the place?”

“your name Mathilda meaning mighty in battle precedes you because you always go around like a roaring lion that is looking for whom to devour” Vivian says and I try my best to suppress the urge to laugh especially from the shock plastered all over Mathilda’s face.

“I’d appreciate it if your barbie doll keeps my name out of her f*****g mouth, especially when I came late way here to relay mommy’s messages concerning the fact that Grey Remington, your husband’s back from the journey that he skipped instead of marrying you because you look too unapproachable for his liking, but then we got information that Grey Remington will be at the party location anytime from now so I need you to get your ass out of the room thus instant” Mathilda says rudely

“if the party is commencing soon, why are you not yet ready?” Vivian steps up to Mathilda

“first of all, it is this basic b***h that is being sacrificed in my place to marry the Matriarch of the Remington family who is likely to be an old man that is close to his death which can only mean that you will be lonely all your life” she says and I scoff because she seems to have gotten the wrong impression of who Grey Remington is.

“Sacrificed in your place?” I question her because I have no idea of what she is talking about.

“What you think this whole arranged marriage saga was for if it wasn’t about you being a sacrificial lamb?” She questions and I struggle to find my balance.

“So this is what it is?”

“I am being used as a sacrificial lamb in place of the beloved daughter of the family?” I question myself with the feeling of betrayal engulfing me and giving me goose bumps.