"Did you make a mistake?" The silence has prolonged for so long that she was not expecting a word anymore.Â
So many thoughts had crossed her mind in that period. That hug, it did not feel like an act. Perhaps he was worried or it had finally dawned on him too that he was getting married to her. Perhaps he had.. But the question made her blood go cold. She looked at him with a smirk that did not reach her eyes.
"No." It had started to hurt her chest. When she was standing there and imagining herself as his wife, she had felt a strange happiness bubbling in her chest. Did he not feel it at all? Any attraction toward her? But then, she was nothing but a guttersnipe in his eyes.
"Did sister not guide you well or you don't like the church?" The question was ludicrous. Sister Elsa was known to be the kindest woman and the church was best in the vicinity. But he needed a reason to pin the blame for her cold expressions.
