The bride of the Darkcorvus

cella

with intensity, my fist clenching

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

er arms rise to fix the veil in my hair, my eyes catch a unique craft bra

an 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 marrie

my breath still hitching

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

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

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n you wait here for a second? I forgot to take some

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

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

hidden corner with the bag that was hanging over her neck, w

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

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

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's

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

teps, but he holds me back again with another question

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

e. I use the opportunity to take to my heels. Luckily, the c

re security guards looking in my direction. I bet the bastard has sent the information. I must be fast

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

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

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 color; I'm frozen in fear. "W