He knocked on her door. “Are you ready sweetheart?” It was the tenth time he asks her. But, that was only natural since he was going to marry and she was the bride-to-be.
As she started walking towards the altar, women screamed while men froze in their place. Everybody started giving him-the groom-the “how dare you propose to this woman?”…”Where did you leave your brain when you thought of marrying someone from outside your sect?”
…She was still walking gracefully towards him and his eyes were getting closer and closer to the floor. To him, his life was ruined. Ruined by the one he loved. The one he loved till this moment. As soon as she reached him, she smiled. She was so happy. “Did you like my dress?” she asked.
Indeed he did, and the bullet that went through her head was the frankest answer she could get.
…She always wanted to wear a red dress for her wedding…
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WOW..
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