The bride of the Darkcorvus

cella

with intensity, my fist clenching

requests, but I refuse to comply; I'm already at the edg

rms raise up in order to fix the veil in my hair, my eyes catch a unique craf

ian notices and concludes it's because of my wedding, when in truth it's not exactly that. "I understand how you feel; you might be feeling nervous and wondering what your life will be like when you finally become a marr

my breath still hitching

e ceremony is about to start." The news caused goosebumps to surface in my skin, my palms became sweaty, and my face contoured in fe

incess." She speaks with such enthusiasm. "You can do it, I whisper to myself, reassuring my inner bein

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an you wait here for a sec? I forgot to take somet

. "Wow! That's so thoughtful; go and quickly get it th

om; only if she knew the hidden meaning of my farewell thanks, she would have never let me go. "I

den corner with the bag that was hanging over her neck, which i

, wear the arms lace, pearl jewellery, a red heel, and a big black beach hat-the dress code meant for the

e taking the route that will take me out of the hall. I know the ins and outs of this building; it's on

oss the door to the outside world. I smack my teeth with my t

ot one of my father's goons; he might belong-err-what's that bastard n

ue to me rushing over here, I forgot to bring her food alon

teps, but he holds me back again with another question

freedom, huh!? This son of a bitch." I ret

me. I use the opportunity to take to my heels. Luckily the

e security guards looking at my direction. I bet the bastard has sent the information up. I must be fas

thinking maybe she was jealous that I didn't acknowledge her before

dress barely. She normally behaves like this as a signal to warn me that there is dan

he way the cab screeched and abruptly halted with sheer force, making my head hit hardly ag

d surrounding us, accompanied by numerous strange armed goons who

ains of all colour; I'm frozen in fear. "