Falling for My Best Friend Novel – I Don’t Lakeisha Whitaker was reborn—back to the day of her wedding with Cedrick Gomez. The first thing she decided to do was dump her groom at the altar. “I love you.” Cedrick gazed at Lakeisha, his eyes full of affection as if she were the love of his life. But Lakeisha knew it was a lie. Today, her makeup was flawless, her haute couture wedding gown a masterpiece that had taken months to craft. She was stunning—like a dream bride sculpted by the gods.
And the man standing opposite her was the golden boy of Whitdale—rich, brilliant, and handsome as hell. Everyone thought she was the luckiest woman on earth to marry into the Gomez family. The officiant asked her with a smile, “Do you, Lakeisha Whitaker, take Cedrick Gomez, to be your husband? Do you promise to love, honor, and cherish him, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, for better or worse, and to be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?” Holding a calla lilies bouquet, Lakeisha looked at Cedrick, saying nothing.
Her silence went for so long that the guests started to exchange glances and whisper. Cedrick scowled. Jerald Whitaker, Lakeisha’s father, frowned, wondering what kind of stunt she was pulling this time. “Lakeisha, speak up!” he snapped. Lakeisha smiled, the smile somehow adding a touch of sadness to her stunning face. Looking up at Cedrick, she said, “No, I don’t.” Gasps echoed across the hall.
Lakeisha threw the bouquet away, yanked the veil, and tossed it to the ground. “That’s it. This wedding is over.” As she turned to leave, Cedrick caught her wrist and questioned her, his glacial eyes filled with accusation, “Are you throwing a tantrum now? Really?” Marrying him had always been Lakeisha’s biggest dream. He couldn’t understand her sudden defiance. But he did know one thing—if she walked away now, his family would become the laughingstock of Whitdale. “Let go,” Lakeisha said. Of course, Cedrick wouldn’t listen.
Lakeisha looked at him, torn between a bitter laugh and raw heartbreak. Then she asked the question that had haunted her across two lifetimes, “Cedrick, do you really know who’s the one you love?” Cedrick’s expression darkened even more. Furious, Jerald sprung to his feet and spat, “Lakeisha! You better think carefully about what you’re doing!” Damien Whitaker, Lakeisha’s brother, was sitting in front next to Jerald. Hearing her question clearly, he stood up, tugged at Jerald’s sleeve, and said with a frown, “Dad, she was the one who insisted on marrying Cedrick in the first place.
You think she’d back out now without a reason?” “A reason?” Zelma Gomez, Cedrick’s mother, stood up, fuming. “If she had second thoughts, she could have told us before the wedding. Why now? She must be humiliating us on purpose!” Logan Gomez, Cedrick’s father, stood up as well. “She’s right. Jerald, your family has disgraced ours.” Jerald flushed with shame as Damien took a step forward to deal with Zelma and Logan.
Out of the corner of his eye, Damien saw Lakeisha shaking off Cedrick’s hand and running outside. Lakeisha escaped the wedding. She wished she could have been reborn a little earlier. Then she wouldn’t have hurt Edmund Atkinson so deeply. In her previous life, she had married Cedrick. And in return, she received nothing but his emotional neg