ARIELLA'S POV

MY sister, Ellie who was wearing a burnt orange floral gown tried to stop me but I just dragged the car keys from her left hand and quickly entered her Toyota car. I locked the car, started the ignition, and drove away at total speed. I could hear them telling me to stop but I didn't stop.

"I'll go to the hotel where he had his bachelorette party," I said hoping that he would be there.

I reached the twenty-story building G&G Hotel which was painted blue and baby pink. I immediately got out of my car and rushed to the reception area. "I'm looking for my fiancé, Steve Willows," I scurried to the blonde receptionist who was on casual clothes.

"Good evening, please wait while I...." I didn't wait for her to complete her sentence cause I had zero patience for that. I knew his room number was 204 or 205 so I just ran up the stairs to the fifth floor.

"Miss, please wait or you'll get thrown out," the receptionist warned me.

When I reached the fifth floor, my legs ached from so much running but I continued to run throughout the floor before my eyes spotted room 204. Ugh, I should have used the elevator.

I entered room 204 cause it was open but it was empty so I went quickly to room 205. However, room 205 was locked. So, I banged on the door as hard as I could, and a familiar voice asked, "who is there?"

Two security officers that must have been following me caught up to me and tried to drag me but the door got opened. My eyes widened when I saw Rachel.

"Rachel, are you here to find Steve?" I asked her, realizing that I did not notice Rachel at the church. Rachel didn't even come for my bridal shower, she missed it and now she's here. She seemed too frightened to level up her gaze with mine.

"Hmm," she responded slightly, tears welling in her eyes.

Promptly, I freed myself from the dammed security officers and just walked into the room to see if Steve was in there. It seemed as if my vision was deceiving me cause the scene before me just couldn't be real. I squinted to confirm if it was actually Steve sleeping half-dressed on the bed. The purple bed sheets looked ruffled as if two people just finished having sex.

Dazedly, I turned to Rachel who was crying. My eyes noticed that she was wearing pink lingerie.

She looked at me with remorse and wailed, "We didn't mean to it was a mistake. Please forgive me, I can't even explain why and how it happened."

"N-no!!" I groaned, shaking my head in denial.

Driven by anger, I scurried to the bed and landed a very heavy slap on Steve's face causing him to wake up instantly.

"Ari....Ariella?" His light brown eyes quivered with so much fear.

"How dare you? How could you have sex with my best friend? The both of you are bastards!'" My face was flushed with pure anger, heavy tears rolled down my cheeks. At that point, the rest of the world felt like light-years away and I was just betrayed and alone.

Steve got up from the bed and looked at me apologetically, making me use my right hand to slap him up to four times. He submitted to each slap guiltily.

I also went straight to Rachel, grabbed her by her arm, and slapped her twice on her face. I was more hurt by her betrayal, she should have at least put our twenty-one years of best friendship into consideration.

"I trusted you but look at how I got paid back. You were supposed to be my best friend. Hell, we were like sisters," I couldn't control my tears from flooding out.

"Miss, please take it easy. Violence is not allowed here," one of the dumb officers who were short shouted.

"Shut the hell up!" I barked at him, bolding my fist.

"Love, it was an unexplainable mistake," Steve had the audacity to call me love after he cheated on me in the worst way possible. He still had the nerve to talk to me after what he did to me, after what they did to me.

This increased my anger so much that I completely lost it. I took the bottle of wine that was on the ground and without thinking twice, I flung it on Steve's head. His blonde hair rained down blood and I watched him fall to the ground.

"Agh!!!" Rachel screamed.

Before I knew it, those two security officers were dragging me. Fuck, I would be arrested for this. How could I have killed him? I glanced at bleeding Steve trying to observe if he was dead or not. Rachel ran out to go and call for help.

"Miss, you'll be locked up in jail for killing this man," the short security officer told me, glaring at me.

I was twenty-one years old and I definitely still have a lot of dreams that are yet to be achieved. Going to jail would only ruin that. "Yes, I know that. I'm prepared to go to prison but please let go of me. I'm three months pregnant so please let go of me. I'll walk down with you," I lied.

I was obviously not pregnant. I was still a virgin. They let me go and I immediately ran out of the room.

"Stop!!" They screeched while running after me. Panic took over my body, I didn't know how to escape from there. My eyes darted to the fire alarm and without wasting time, I immediately turned on the fire alarm causing the hotel to be chaotic. People immediately started rushing out of the building.

I used the opportunity that I created to escape from this place. I dashed to Ellie's car and enter it.

Why did I do that? Why did I let anger control me? The only two reasons why I might have killed Steve were out of definitely deceit and betrayal.

The feeling of dread weighed like a rock in my chest as I drove recklessly to the middle of fucking nowhere. I just prayed that Steve survived cause I couldn't bear the fact that I could be responsible for his death. I wasn't prepared to be a murderer.