At Vand Mansion...
A morning filled with brightness and freshness surrounded the whole country people were in their houses thanking the lord for giving them a new day and waking them alive, people thinking positively and spreading positivity in their houses but in the Vand mansion, there was quiet negativity revolving around.
Some were not ready for this morning and some were excited for the future. Everything was black nothing was bright.
Kim dressed up in a greyish gown looking herself at the mirror
"Is this what I was waiting for?" the girl asked
"I was made for you" she reminded herself with teary eyes.
With the mirror she saw her late husband's picture smiling in the photo, the photo was taken last year. It was one of her favourites and she promised to keep it forever.
"Please come back!" She begged him with teary eyes and stared at his beautiful eyes.
"Kidnap me!"
"Don't you see your girl is getting married!"
"What about the promise we made?"
"What happened to the vows we made?"
"Are they nothing to you?"
"Why?"
"I am your girl! Only yours!"
"What happened to us?"
"Answer me, Coco!"
"This is what you came for?"
The foolish girl didn't relised that the more she was the more it would hit her hard because the reality was in front of her eyes but she still wanted to act blind, she didn't want to accept it.
It has been unfair they haven't even given her time to recover but decided to force her, this is not what their family does she wishes to run away but what is the use her grandpa will find her eventually and honestly all her memories are bound here.
She turned towards her husband and moved her hands as if he were there, she touched the photo and felt her husband's skin.
"Why? Coco say something!"
"Didn't you say you won't let any man stand beside me? Didn't you!"
"Why does it have to end in this way? Why love?"
"Why are you not speaking? Are you okay with it?"
She Is frustrated and screaming pleading in front of the lifeless photo to come back to life and stop her second marriage.
She spent her whole life wondering about her husband, planning on their honeymoons, presenting herself as a gift, and thinking of ways to keep their romance alive.
She just cried and poured out her emotions, a poor girl who still counts on her husband and doesn't want to accept that he is dead. Sometimes it is difficult to accept the truth because we don't want to, we don't want to fall off the clip that was built with trust and love.
Once the glass is broken it is difficult to attach it, surely you can if it is not broken in large pieces but if it is tiny then surely it is difficult to give that shape.
Her Heart is broken into tiny pieces and she has been madly trying to collect and fix it just to let the memories of her husband stay.
Grandpa Vand's Room
The butler came to wake his master but he saw him standing near the window looking outside as if he were lost in his thoughts and this made him stand still.
He knew that the butler was standing but he didn't turn around. His face was sad and teary he somewhere felt that the decision he was making was wrong.
The last thing he ever wanted was to hurt his granddaughter whom he treated like her own daughter. He told the butler to take out his suit and the butler stepped outside to bring the bag filled with his clothes.
"You are not doing the wrong thing, Grandpa!" The voice echoed.
"Why do you think that!" he closed his eyes to stop the tears rolling down from his eyes and turned around to see the figure sitting on his bed.
"Uff! How can a big man cry like this?" He got up with a smile and took one tissue from the table.
Taking big steps and wiping away the tears Grandpa told him "You brat! Why?"
"Maybe he has his reason and our job is to accept it!" he said casually but deep down he wished he could stay.