Eli's wife

Sena sat down next to Eli. She really didn't want to sit there but she had no choice. Her parents were watching her very closely. She faked a smile when Eli's father asked if she was fine. She nodded and took a sip of her drink. She looked around and saw her sister chatting with her father. It looked like everyone except her was having a good time. "Are you ok?" Eli will ask her from time to time. She would either say yes or nod. She never imagined her wedding reception like this. It wasn't the decorations, the food or the number of guests that was different. Those were far more elegant than she imagined. It was her groom, Eli.

Sena had known Eli since they were kids. They had been family friends since she could remember. He used to be very small for his age and Sena and all the other kids made fun of him but time changed all that. He had grown up to be a tall and very good looking man. 'Akiti', that's what Sena used to call him. She never imagined marrying him, ever.

"Let's welcome the couple to have the first dance?" The MC of the reception said and the crowd started cheering. Eli took one last gulp of wine and stood up. He took Sena's hand and helped her off to the dance floor. Her full wedding gown sweeping the tiled floor. The DJ played a slow love song. "I hope I don't step on your toes." Eli whispered into Sena's ear. She looked at him sternly. She caught him smiling and she smiled too. He took her hands and put them around his neck and put his hands on her waist. They moved left and right, slowly. Sena really wished the song would end. "My feet hurt." she lied to Eli. He nodded and led her off the dance floor.

Sena glanced at the gift table. It was overflowing with gifts. So many that the book for signing names was full and the names were just written on the gifts. She glanced at a table filled with her friends. Pat was sitting there too. The person she always dreamed will be her maid of honour. She glanced at Afi, Eli's sister who was her maid of honour. For the whole ceremony they had barely spoken. The dance floor was open to everyone now. The floor was filled in no time.

After all the many fake smiles and thanking guests for coming Sena poured herself a whole glass of red wine and went to stand at the back of the tent. There was a beautiful view of the beach at night there. She sat down on a bench and began to cry. She took out her phone from a little clutch she was holding. She saw messages and a lot of missed calls. She looked for a particular one and found it. It was from Charles. She met him a few months ago and took a liking into him. He seemed different. He seemed to like her for who she was and not her money or her status in society. He wasn't intimidated by it too. The message said, ' hey I called you a couple of times today. Wanted to pass by.' Sena managed a smile.

To be continued...