in an open relationship 2

" how did you know?" I ask .

" Ashley told me , how could you keep something like that a secret from me ?, Because you knew I wouldn't celebrate you ?".

Now Caitlyn is the least of my worries, in panic I leave the room and head to the kitchen to look for Ashley since they said they are going for a refill.

I stop in my tracks realising where I left the test last night ,in the bathroom where Ethan can easily find it , I hurry to our bedroom instead and start searching for it , from the bin to the drawers , nothing,I lift my hands in defeat trying to think of where it could be .

Retracing my steps there's only one place I keep coming back to which is on top of the basin , I left the room after washing my face ,Ashley must've taken it , I don't know if that's a good or bad thing .

I rush back to the hall but someone calls out to me stopping me in my tracks , I look back , its the designer she's running towards me with the dress in her hands wearing regular clothes like she's coming back from a run .

" Mrs Price I'm so sorry I'm late the car ..." She pants for  ," the car broke down ,I had to run all the way here ,your husband can be a difficult man when he wants to , can we please get to it " she tries to calm her breathing.

" Did he threaten you ?" I ask ,her terrible panting and her overall outlook worries me.

" All the rich clients do -nothing new , where are we doing the fitting ?" She looks around.

For her sake I have to stop the Ashley chase and cooperate with the designer to not cause anymore problems for her .

I show her to the room I just came out from and follow her in .

" Everything is so chaotic I wonder if he'll pull it off ,6 O'clock is not very far from now ,there's only about four hours left ".

I shrug ," I also don't know, Ethan has his ways ,I said seven or eight but he insisted on 6 ".

She unzips the bag and takes out the most whitest dress I've ever seen ,the upper part is made of pure diamonds and has the longest tail I've seen on any dress ,My eye lets out a tear .

She grins " beautiful huh ?" .

It's an Italian T.Langer This is the exact dress I had on my vision board when we were seventeen,he only took a sneak peek at it and called the board ridiculous,maybe because it had 100 kids and 1000 shelters in it but  I was discouraged when I heard his comment I didn't want anyone else to put doubt in my mind and make me feel like I couldn't achieve it so I hid the board no one else saw it , I lost it when the banks were repossessing stuff from our house .

I'm crying because he remembered it , if I wasn't here I would've suspected that he had been planning this wedding for months .

" How come you have this dress ?" It's a 1989 T.Langer , I know she duplicated it ,I'm just surprised that there's someone else who lives in this era who has the same taste as mine.

My dad knocks on the door before she could answer " it's daddy " he shouts.

Wiping away my tears ," come in " .

He opens the door slowly and gently.

His proud dad face is turned on ," you are already glowing sweetheart and you haven't even worn your dress " , he is wearing a grey silky suit with black shiny shoes ,his hair has been cut and dyed black .

" What's with the hair?" I giggle," who are you and where is my daddy ,?" ,He looks young with his hair like that but the type of suit he went for exposes him.

" I'm going to be on front cover magazines I must look my best " he jokes.

" You've been on the news and magazines a lot of times in your days it's not something you are unfamiliar with and you did come out on investors guide magazine last year " .

" If it were up to me I'd pay people to look at my face all day everyday " .

The designer and I laugh at his joke ," but seriously I need to look my best , I wasn't there at your first wedding so God has given me a chance to experience the joy of seeing my daughter in a wedding dress " his eyes rest on it.

" I  knew you were going to choose a classic,you are your daddy's image had you been a boy I'm sure you would've been my twin " he comments .

I look back at it ," actually Ethan chose it " I say.

He nods ," no one knows you better than your husband" approvingly he smiles ," you made the right choice with Ethan , he is perfect for you ".

A half genuine and half fake grin appears on my lips.

" Well let me not keep you waiting I can see how the young lady is begging me with her eyes to stop wasting your time ".

We laugh before she defends herself," no don't mind me you can take your time ".

" No worries we'll talk after the wedding ,I Just came to check up on you and tell you  how proud I am, you keep giving me reasons to want to live and to hold on in hope for a better tomorrow".

" Okay okay, please with all respect excuse us before you make me  cry on my wedding day if you say everything to me now then you'll be out of words when it's time to give your speech ".

" Yes fine I'll leave,the makeup artists have already started giving the men pink cheeks let me go and get mine as well  , see you on the aisle" he exits joyfully.

" What a dad you have " the designer laughs .

" He is nice " ,naive too but nice .

" Can we fit the dress ,so we can make adjustments if they must be made ".

I nod in agreement,we finally get it right after minutes of breathing in and out shuffling into the dress .

Lucky it's a perfect fit I bend from side to side to see if it won't pop or tear.

" I think it's fine " she asserts.

" I think so too " .

" Is your dad proud that you are his daughter or because you married a billionaire?" She asks.

We are staring at the dress on the mirror ," My dad isn't a gold digger , he's happy because I'm happy, but of course he's proud of having a billionaire son in law if you know what I mean " we laugh like what I said was funny.

" I'd be proud too , I already feel like I've reached my live's goal by being here , I know I'll get more clients when people see my name on the credits ".

" Credits?" I question her.

" On the wedding tape , it's going to be Air on live TV, I saw the DFN crew outside... didn't you know? " , I'm unable to hide my puzzled expression.

" No , I didn't " .

I was expecting it to be an intimate thing like a few reporters and a countable number of associates not a show off to the whole world , even if I look for him there's no way I'm going to find him in this chaos but it's not like he's going to send them back ,I don't know why it didn't cross my mind of course he'd want to get the most result out of this - public wedding it is.

Because I'm already in my dress I can't leave the room ,but I can hear the mutterings getting louder and louder , my make up artist eventually arrives , I question her about what's going on outside and by the sound of things everything is already set , the caterers have finished making the meals and desserts,the cake is huge and has our names on it , the tent is set up in gold ,blue and white colours.

" It doesn't even look like a tent ,the viewers will think we are in a luxurious hall " she explains beaming brightly at every detail description she gives.

" It's going to be glorious, top artists are going to be performing, your wedding is going to be the talk of the town ,A Sunday wedding getting this much attention is very rare ,but what can we say it's a Price wedding afterall " she shrugs.