Traded to His Enemy, Pregnant With His Heir novel · Chapter 20 of 48
Chapter 20: The Wedding
"Yes," I said. "To both."
He shut his eyes.
The snow kept falling on his shoulders and on Misha's photo, and he stood there holding my hands.
Galina, at the bottom of the path, blew her nose.
The judge made the divorce final on the last Friday in January.
I was Shona Flanagan for exactly fifteen days.
The wedding was on a Saturday in February, so cold the church windows had frost ferns on the inside.
I was twenty-six weeks along and there was no hiding it.
Galina had taken one look at the white dress in the shop window and said a pregnant woman in white looks like a meringue.
So I wore ivory silk, long, with sleeves, cut to let the baby have all the room she wanted.
My mother's rosary was wound around the stems of my flowers.
The little gold church in Brighton was so full that people stood in the doorway with snow on their hats.
The brigadiers stood on the right side, all of them, in black, with their wives.
Ilya's men lined the back wall.
And on the left, where the bride's people go, there were more than I'd expected.
Three nurses from my old night shift, crying already.
The two captains from Hanover Street with their wives, who looked glad of it.
And at the end of the front row, in grey, with her handbag on her knees, Gianluca's mother.
I hadn't asked her to come.
She hadn't asked if she could.
When I came to the door, she turned around and nodded to me once, the way she had in the restaurant.
Galina gave me away.
She'd put on a navy dress and a lace collar and pinned her braid up in a crown, and she took my arm at the door.
"You walk slow," she said. "You don't trip. If you trip, Galina catches. Then everybody laughs."
"Nobody's going to laugh."
"I laugh."
She walked me up the middle of the church with her chin high and her mouth trembling.
At the front she put my hand into Ilya's and held on a second longer than she needed to.
Then she told him something in Russian, very fierce, very low.
He answered her, and his voice wasn't steady.
She let go and went and stood right behind me, where she could see everything.
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