RISING EX WIFE Love Me Again Mrs Graves (Eva and Max) novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1

EVA POINT OF VIEW

My hands tremble as I stand before the mirror, looking at my reflection, I hardly recognize myself. Fearful, wide eyes stare back at me, and the lace of the wedding dress were suffocating me and itching against my skin. The weight of this decision that I never made were like a heavy load placed on my shoulders it was pressing down on me like a miserable person. Yes, i was miserable because this isn't the life that i wanted for myself.

Outside my room, everyone was busy, they were busy preparing for my wedding, sunlight gleaming on the lawns, guests entering the grand ballroom, but here, my world has shattered..

" You will do this for the family, Eva." My father's cold, sharp voice replayed in my mind. He spoke with such ease, as if my life was merely a pawn in his game. My stepmother and Step sister Sara watched in silence, their eyes shining with satisfaction, as if this was the moment they'd been waiting for.

" Sara should be wearing this dress," I mutter, barely audible. But I know why she isn’t. The choice wasn’t mine or even Maximilian’s. It was his grandfather wish, his grandfather was a man with wealth and power who chose me because he of the qualities which he said he had seen in me..

The door creaks open behind me, and I stiffen. I don’t need to turn, I already know who it is.

" Ready?" Sara voice, sweet yet venomous voice, breaks the silence. Her smile is too perfect, the kind that would fool anyone who didn’t know her as I did. She steps into the room, her heels clicking on the floor, each step a reminder that she is the one Maximilian truly wants and love.

My stomach churns. Sara is the golden child, the one everyone adored. She is the woman Maximilian loves, the one he wanted. Not me.

Yet here I am, moments away from a future tied to a man who loathes me.

" Don't worry, sis," Sara says with mock concern, her hand resting on my shoulder. "Max will come around. He will see who really belongs with him." Her fingers dig slightly into my skin, a silent warning.

I say nothing. Words wouldn’t help me now, and any response would just fuel her evil plans against.. I lift my chin, steadying my breath as i walked out of the room with her.

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We arrived at the bustling wedding hall which buzzing with whispers and musical instruments. The moment i walked in every eye follows me as I walk down the aisle, each step dragging me further into a prison I can’t escape. My heart hammers with every step, I put on a brave front not revealing my weakness or pain.

Maximilian stood at the altar, his expression was rigid, his jaw was clenched as he glared at me. His dark eyes, which was once soft and full of warmth for Sara, was now filled with cold anger when they meet mine. His balls his fist as though resisting the urge to walk away.

I feel the weight of his glare. He hates me. I can see it in his eyes, feel it in his stance. But I can’t retreat. I just can't.

When I finally reach his side, he didn't take my hand. Instead, he recites his vows, each word hoarse and grouchy, as if he is being forced to say it.

" Do you, Maximilian Graves, take this woman Eva Brown to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the officiant asks.

Max hesitates, the silence stretching was unbearable. His nostrils flare, and for a split second, I think he might refuse. But then he speaks, his voice laced with disdain.