Prologue
Stranger's POV
Standing by a tree a few meters away from the east of the small town church, I felt the warm breeze blow past me as I watched a beautiful girl in a white dress stand before the closed doors. The morning sun rained down on her veil-covered face as she looked down on her bouquet of red roses. She took a deep breath, and the doors finally opened. Tears threatened to spill as her honey-colored eyes lit up with excitement and joy the moment she saw the man waiting inside. She looked glorious. She tucked a loosened brown curl behind her ear and then began her walk down the aisle.
I never took a peak at what was happening inside the church. After all, I was just a bystander who was able to witness the moment before the bride walked down to her happy ever after.
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The Girl in a White Dress
RomantizmIn fairy tales, it's always about the damsel in distress. What about the knight who fought to save the said damsel. All they cared about is the fact that they end up together...they don't care how much the knight went through. Well, it all ends her...
