"Do you, Kang Mira, take Choi Yeonjun, as your lawfully wedded husband?"
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Because we all have our soulmates scattered around this vast universe with a single red string attached around our fingers; it's the tug of hearts and longing for unknown th...
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July 13, 1930.
Kyeon-ju, South Korea.
"It was a simple day for the rest of mankind, and the last day of a lost soul."
The End | Kang Mira
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As the see-through net is lifted above my head, warm and gentle wind rushes past. My lips quiver and turn blue, the bundle of white lilies resting on my arms shakes.
"Do you, Kang Mira, take Choi Yeonjun, as your lawfully wedded husband?"
I do, because I have to. But... does he?
With a painful swallow, I nod at the ground. Tears threaten to leave my eyes, but I push them back.
There's a pretty shade of purple and indigo dancing around the arena. Father has arranged lightings on the branches of trees. It's the middle of summer, but surprisingly, one of the trees behind me is bursting with cherry blossoms. A petal lands on top of my cheek. I brush it away.
"Do you, Choi Yeonjun, take Kang Mira, as your lawfully wedded wife?"
I don't dare to look up. There's still doubt in my chest, that he will back away. He will back away from getting himself tangled in a mess of my life and break free. I can't blame him for wanting to do that; who wants to marry a cursed girl and turn their life into hell?
If he says no, this will be it.
Your end, Mira.
Your end.
Your end.
Your end.
Your end.
Your end.
I repeat these horrible words inside my head. Pursing my lips together, I try to cease down the aching pain inside my chest, but it doesn't fade away. Instead, what I feel is a pang of guilt striking me. I'm afraid of what's coming next. I'm afraid that I won't be able to make it alive to the house after this.
Choi Yeonjun, my life is in your hands now.
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