The door opens apart.
I look at the walls and the pillars. Decorate with flowers and ribbons. What I have been waiting for. What I dream for. But…
But something is wrong.
I stand in the wide hall with my hands tied.
The maids come beside me and force me to walk down the aisle.
I look at my dress. It's a beautiful wedding dress. My head is covered with a white veil.
But I can see through my veil. I can see the man who is waiting at the other end to take my hand with a smile on his face. A satisfaction. A satisfaction for waiting a long time for his wish to come true. I can clearly see the satisfaction on his face. I hate that man and his facial expression.
It all began one week ago.
1 week ago
" Victoria, can you carry everything by yourself?" the shopkeeper asks, passing the bags.
" Or do I have to call someone to carry these bags to your house? " the shopkeeper asks as he is about to call someone to help me with the bags.
