Story

I ran away on the day of my wedding

Part 1

Short story.

I ran away from a millionaire on the day of our wedding. He immediately sent people to look for me.

So I hid in a poor neighborhood. Cut of my hair and and put on some rags I found in the trash.

I looked like a poor beggar and aroused pity by the people passing by the road side.

Among which was a young man who came to me and said,

“You must be cold, let me buy you a cup of coffee”.

His voice sparkled through my heart as I raised my head to see who he was. His name was John and he was very handsome. I admired his neatly trimmed beards but pretended I picked no interest in him.

But a cash and free coffee? I, of course agreed. Staying outside was also dangerous for me.

Simon, my ex fiance. The one whom I ran from acted very decisively and promised a reward to whoever finds me.

Where we entered to have a coffee, there on a live news was my picture with a promise of 20,000,000 dollars for whoever finds the runaway bride. As they tagged me.

Immediately, John’s eyes were on the live news, he smiled after viewing the contents on the news and said,

“20,000,000 dollars for whoever find a runaway bride?

I could use that money to gain all that I lost! “

I wrapped myself with the rain coat I had even more.

The last thing I needed was for him to recognize me, but he couldn’t. We later ended up at some wretched cafe.

“What a wonderful place. I’ve never been to one like this”. I smiled and said.

I enthusiastically pretended to be a slum dweller.

Suddenly, John noticed my gold necklace which I forgot to take off.

“How did a poor girl got in possession with this luxurious piece”. He asked.

I was on the verge of been exposed so I had to lie.

“I got this necklace from my late parents”. I said…

John seemed to buy it. Then however, I spotted my fiance’s thugs.