, I arrived
a fantasy of white roses, crystal c
ike a specter
stark white dress, the ki
ld my mother' s
pot me. Her face, usually so carefully composed a
bull, her voice a shrill scream
od' s name are you, you l
t out of here
ek was like a knife s
th, dressed like that?! You' re bringing
my face, her spittle fl
e the security guard
ntically, lookin
man out of here! Don' t let her
vered as his savior, was now
arp nails dug into the flesh of my ar
guests gathered around us. Their
the Miller g
she dressed like tha
olding... is t
nd! Is she here to crash the pa
tiny needles, piercing my ears, s
ficent, pristine white wedding gown, s
mile sweet and radiant. She loo
, that angelic mask shatte
t transformed into a look of intens
ah Mi
osing her composure. Her v
trying to disgust, showin
ou trying to curse to
meeting her venomous gaze. M
Didn' t you insist that
tly, looking down at th
m h
ht my mot
stantly turned a p
step back, her eyes wide
erself, covering her guilt with an
onsense are you
o are you trying to fool with your
have been standing, tears ins
me, and you' re jealous, aren' t you?!
orward again, screaming and direct
r out of here and beat her! Beat this sh
exchanged hesitant glances. B
d and slapped me h
ac
resounding. A fiery stin
didn'
what filled my eyes with a burning,
my arms, the urn I was des
spite, she brutally hurled it
AS
ttered across the pristine floor, dusting th
o-!
d like a madwoman, trying to scoop up the ashes with
kicked me in the chest
t you dare touch i
utally, deliberately, stomped and ground it
op i
o get up, trying to
. They grabbed me, punching and kicking me
trampled into the mud
arthly remains were wantonly trampled and
ars, trickled from t
e you all
ative roar cut t
ayes. He had f
But his eyes held no concern, no pity for
ler, why ar
bit of my strength to glare at hi
ght my m
broken, laced with the
s, to attend
s! Are you h
d by your wonderful wif
ntly turned as dark
st into dramatic sobs and buried her face
at me, his eyes we
' s en
to cause a scene an
t your mind! How dare you s
r, as if I were some fil
uar
hip, carrying an
r out of
wasn't even going to listen
ing me even more roughly than before. Their pun
pain anymore. My hear
ed for so many years. The
s hatred threatened
ce of the wedding hall, my vision blurring from the p
Ethan'
ly frowned as
hear a panicked, chaotic voice. It
ady you asked us to care for... Mr
as already been claimed by her family and sent for cremation, according to hospital prot