Anna Jadwin hung up the clothes on the rack, next to her was her wedding dress.
The white skirt of the dress spread across the floor like the layered scales of a mermaid, adorned with diamonds.
Anna Jadwin imagined herself wearing the wedding dress, standing in the church with Wayne Bailey. He would lower his head to kiss her forehead, as the sanctified sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, a scene she wished could last forever.
Wayne Bailey, no matter what you become, I will always like you.
Tears welled up in her shining eyes as Anna Jadwin turned on the steamer, ready to press his suit once more.
A pair of strong arms suddenly embraced her from behind, gripping her tightly within his embrace.
Anna Jadwin was astonished—
His face buried in the crook of her shoulder, hot tears fell onto her shoulder.
Bang!
The steam iron slipped from Anna Jadwin's grasp and fell to the floor.
Wayne Bailey... was he crying?
A puppet actually has tears?
