REVENGE'S UNEXPECTED LOVE

DISAPPOINTED BUT UNDERSTANDING

[24 HOURS EARLIER]

In the early morning, around 5, the atmosphere is serene. The sky is painted with delicate hues of pink and orange as the sun begins to rise, casting a warm glow over the cityscape.

The world awakens slowly, with the soft chirping of birds and the distant hum of traffic signaling the start of a new day.

In Ismarie's bedroom, the gentle light filters through the curtains, casting soft shadows across the room. The air is cool and crisp, with a sense of anticipation for the day ahead.

As Ismarie stirs from her slumber, she feels excitement in her chest, knowing that today is the last day of being a free woman.

Ismare gazes pensively out the window, her radiant skin illuminated by the gentle morning sunlight, casting a soft glow on her sleek black shorts and fitted crop vest.

At 27, she's not just a vision of beauty but also a dedicated physician with an athletic build, her strength and determination evident in every graceful movement.

She strides back to her nightstand, grabbing her phone with purpose, intending to call her fiancé.

As Ismarie's fingers touch her phone, a soft smile graces her lips, thoughts drifting to Max Heart, her beloved fiancé. In his twenties, he seamlessly inherited his father's prestigious talent agency company, embodying a magnetic aura of success.

His short, curly golden-brown locks frame his face, complementing his captivating emerald-green eyes and slender, elegant physique, marking him as the epitome of charm.

Yet, beyond his captivating exterior, Max is a pillar of dedication and affection, tirelessly working to support and uplift Ismarie in every way imaginable. In him, she finds not just a partner but a soulmate whose love and devotion know no bounds.

Ismarie's first glimpse of Max at his uncle's party was captivating. As she navigated the gathering of medical professionals, her eyes fell upon him, standing tall and confident amidst the crowd. His presence seemed to command attention, his warm smile drawing her in effortlessly.

Despite her initial reluctance to attend the party, Ismarie couldn't deny her magnetic pull towards this intriguing stranger. Little did she realize that this chance encounter would mark the beginning of a love story she never knew she was destined to live.

Despite Ismarie's mother, Maria, harboring reservations about Max and repeatedly cautioning Ismarie that he's merely playing the role of a "goody two shoes," Ismarie's love for Max remains steadfast and unwavering. Despite the warnings, she trusts her judgment and follows her heart. Defiant against her mother's concerns, Ismarie embraces her decision to become Max's wife, confident in their love and the future they will build together.

Disappointed but understanding, Ismarie brushes off Max's voicemail with a soft sigh. She knows all too well the demands of his busy schedule and the countless responsibilities of running a talent agency. With a reassuring smile, she reminds herself that their bond is unbreakable, even in moments of temporary disconnection.

She gazes outside as the city begins to stir to life, with early risers going about their morning routines and the streets slowly filling with the hustle and bustle of daily activity. But in Ismarie's room, there is a sense of calm and stillness, a quiet moment before the whirlwind of the bachelorette party begins.

As she gazes out the window at the waking city below, Ismarie can't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the beauty of the morning and the promise of the day ahead. With a smile, she knows that today will be a day she will never forget.

Ismarie bursts out of her bedroom and dashes eagerly to the guest room where her best friend Maya is sleeping, eager to wake her up and start the day together.

Maya and Ismarie's bond is a testament to the true meaning of friendship. From childhood companions to professional allies, they've navigated life's journey side by side, their connection growing stronger each year.

As physicians, they not only share a passion for healing but also a deep understanding of each other's struggles and triumphs in the medical field. Maya's personality, with its intriguing blend of shyness and mischief, perfectly complements Ismarie's spirited nature. With her olive skin, deep brown eyes, and lean, model-like physique, Maya exudes an effortless charm that captivates all who encounter her. Her distinctive grey and black hair only adds to her allure, reflecting her unique individuality.

Together, Ismarie and Maya form a match made in heaven, their friendship a source of strength, laughter, and unwavering support through life's ups and downs.

"WAKE UP, WAKE..." Ismarie's enthusiastic shout halts abruptly as Maya stirs and mumbles that she's already awake, her voice heavy with sleep.

Ismarie, with a playful tone, encourages Maya to "look alive," signaling that it's time to start the day with energy and enthusiasm.

Maya lets out a sleepy yawn before questioning, "Why are you waking me up so early?" It seems she's not quite ready to spring out of bed just yet. Well, no one is ready to wake up except for people going to work and the happy bride.

Ismarie's voice fills with excitement as she exclaims, "It's my bachelorette party!" Her squeal carries a mixture of joy and anticipation, setting the stage for a day of celebration.

"Isma, it's still in the morning. Besides, I'm planning to get drunk to the point where I wake up hanging in a bush outside the city. So please let me take off my body for now." Maya replies, pulling the sheets to cover her head.

Ismarie's expression shifts from excitement to momentary shock before she swiftly pulls the sheet away from Maya, eager to kickstart the festivities of her bachelorette party. "This is not your grandmother's bachelorette party!" She exclaims.

With confidence, Ismarie declares, "This is mine, me. Alive and unique." Her words convey a sense of self-assurance and individuality.

Maya tosses a pillow at Ismarie, who catches it with a grin. "Don't bring my grandmother into your madness," Maya retorts, her tone teasing yet affectionate. "She was a wise woman," she adds with a hint of nostalgia.

Ismarie takes a deep breath before reminiscing, "She was a wise woman. I remember her wisdom when she said, 'Those who laugh at unfortunate people, their teeth will fall out.'" A chuckle escapes Ismarie's lips before erupting into laughter, falling to her knees with delight at the ironic twist, considering Maya's grandmother had false teeth.

Maya joins in with a chuckle, finding humor in the memory shared by Ismarie.

Ismarie's voice softens as she reflects, "I loved that woman." Her words carry a depth of affection and fondness for Maya's grandmother, who was more like her grandmother, too.

Maya replies, "She loved you too, sometimes even more than me," she replies with a warm smile. Ismarie's heart swells at Maya's words.

As Ismarie and Maya sit together, reminiscing about Ismarie's grandmother, Ismarie suddenly interrupts with a playful grin.

"No more about MamJ," she declares, "let's talk about my bachelorette party."

Maya chuckles, leaning forward eagerly. "Oh, tonight we will paint the town red? It will be unforgettable!"

Ismarie nods, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Exactly! I want us to crash that karaoke bar downtown and belt out all those cheesy '90s hits, okay!"

Maya chuckles, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Of course, I remember! I booked my spot the second you announced the wedding date. Tonight, you will not only be a happy bride-to-be but the queen of the dance floor. As for me, I plan to leave with three or four guys, and the number doesn't matter as long as I wake up tomorrow morning with a few regrets." she giggles and sticks her tongue out mischievously after her response.

Ismarie chuckles, "I'll make sure to tell Abby to keep an eye on you."