The day of her wedding,she's left alone in front of the altar, waiting for her fiance to arrive.Her gentle smile unwavering as she feels the daggers-like stares.Her back sthraight,head high as she hears the whispers. Finally the church door opens and,her just breath away husband,enters with blood on him.His steps heavy,confident,expression hard to read as he takes in her beauty wrapped in a white dress,topped with the bouquet of white lilies in her hands.So fair and innocent.Unlike him
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