or Ro

an hour ago to begin their honeymoon

andmother, but she got busy with somethi

nants of the celebration. A heavy sadness settled in my heart-today, my

ay quickly and murmured to myself, "Don't cry,

ng over Mama'

ening as I turned to look at him. He stood just fo

ust what

erence must have irked him because, instead of leaving with his dignit

the marriage, are you?"

nk my answer

t make a difference at all. But if we had wo

wavered with frustration as I continued, "This is your father's h

ice faltered at the last word before he shouted again, "People sh

we've lost," I told him solemnly before sighing. "My father and I always hoped

r... dead?" he

ged. "Don't put my father and

n. That me

ing about it!" I snapped, my voice low yet fille

him-whether to death or to another wo

understood, then mutte

enly jumped to my feet, standing in front of him.

ioning gaze, "Don't you dare hurt my mother in any way. Got it? If sh

laugh, clutching his stomach in mock amusemen

and my mouth fell open before I yel

bark cu

ge dog not too far away. It panted heavily,

ked onto me with

temples. My heart pounded wildly-so much

ed my silence because h

g and falling erratically. Witho

ic's voice carried a hint of c

oment, the dog

o loud that birds ab

pping my arms around his neck and burying

stumble slightly before regaining his balance. His ha

let go!" h

I wailed, my voice breaking into something

, but with a quick flick of his hand, h

ouldn't move. I remained frozen

e was quieter this time, almos

h trembling arms, I finally released

my neck and onto my face. I tucked a few str

. thanks." I mumbled, barely above a whispe

o be s

ody trembled as though he were resisting some unseen force.

he was battling so

... po

back, alarmed. "Are you

her word, he turned on his heel and stormed off at an inhuman s

rms. "Rude bastard," I m