The ghost groom's Kumiho

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(A/n: Everyone, I am so so so sorry about not updating as much! Please understand that I was very busy and I forgot.. but, I hope this will make up for my absence.. Enjoy!)

"Sis, good luck tonight!" Taylor said to his sister as she was in her dressing room, applying her berry lipstick. After making sure there was no extra lipstick, Gracelynn looks at the full-length mirror at herself.

She wore a green fading to a dark blue medium-cut dress with a sweetheart neckline and a slit at the back with off the shoulder sheer sleeves. A single blue-green heart-shaped gemstone was in the center of her chest. Her hair was in a braided waterfall hairstyle with a single white lily hair-clip pinned.

She wore black kitten heels and her usual choker.

Her makeup was dark pink with berry red lipstick for her performance.

She walks to the stage and turned her back to the crowd. The spotlight was green as it shined down on her as her ensemble waited for her to start singing. (A/n: start music! I don't own this song!)

"You know I love you, boy..

In every single way..

Though I love you, boy..

I'll miss you every day..~

Oh, I love you, boy..

I wish I could stay with you..~

And keep the life I made with you...~

And even though this feels so right,

I'm holding back the tears.. tonight~!"

She sighs softly, a tear rolling down her face as she gripped the microphone tightly in her grasp.

"It's true, I'll never be over you..

'Cause I have built a future in my mind with you~

And now the hope is gone..

There's nothing left for me to do...~"

She was close to breaking.. her trauma from all the pain she suffered through fizzing away.. it was all the work of a certain ghost groom.

"You know it isn't true..

But I must say to you..

That I don't need your love, no, no~

I don't need your love, no, no~

It'll never be better than it was, no, no~

But I don't need your love, no, no~"

Her anger immediately vented out, letting her real feelings shine.

"I've got no choice!

With the priest, I stay alive..

Never had a choice! Been a lover thrice before, just to survive!

I didn't have a choice! If Henry says; 'it's you', then it's you!

No matter how I feel, it's what I had to do! But if, somehow, I had that choice..

No holding back, I'd raise my voice!"

She smirks as the crowd cheered her on.

"I'd say: 'Henry, yeah it's true! I'll never belong to you, 'cause I am not your toy, to enjoy till there's something new! As if I'm gonna give up my love, my work, my dreams to care for you!'

Ha, darling, get a clue! There's nothing you can do..

I don't need your love, no, no..

No, I don't need your love, no, no..

There's nothing left to discuss, no,no~!

But I don't need your love, no, no..~"

"But.. I couldn't say that.. not to the priest.. so, this is goodbye.. all my love, Gracelynn.." she spoke, her tears rolling down her face..

"So I sent that letter to my love, got together with the priest..

Became the one who lived!

I've told you all about my life, the final love..

But why should that story be the one I have to sing about?

That's not my story, there's so much more!

Remember I was a writer, I wrote ballets and songs and musicals!

Fought for female victims, so all my women would have a voice!

I even got a woman to draw my picture!

Why can't I tell that story?!

'Cause in history, I'm fixed..

And without him, I disappear..~"

Her ensemble members joined in, singing.

"So we had no choice!

But now it's us alone, so we've had no choice!

No, we had no choice.. we're taking back the microphone!

I'm gonna raise my voice!

They always said: 'we need your love' but now it's time for us to rise above!

It's not what went down in history..

But tonight I'm singing this for me~!"

Their voices flowed like heaven's angels that night.

"Henry, yeah, I'm through!

Too many times it's been told and I have had enough! (I have had enough)

Love stories to get old and you might think it's tough, but I got to let your love run cold.

We're taking back control (we're taking back control)! You need to know..

I don't need your love, no, no!

No, I don't need your love, no, no!

Can't let it get the better of us, no, no!

I don't need your love, no, no!

I don't need your love, no,no! x3

I don't need your love!

We don't need your love!"

The song ended as the crowd went crazy. They loved it when the woman sang. None of them saw all the thorns she was hiding. It was for the best.

She smiles at Elias, her eyes shining softly as she exited the stage. Elias went to catch up to her.

"Hello."

"Gracelynn, your concert was beautiful tonight!"

"Thank you..~"

She and him continued talking, as they locked arms around each other. They arrived at his house as it was late and it was no place for a lady like her to be out. She was brought to the guest room.

She understood his reasoning. As she was sprawled out on the bed, she told her brother she was safe and with Elias, while she sent him a photo of herself. "Elias.. why did you make a girl with assault trauma fall head over heels in love with you..?" She whispered to herself..

As she looked at the ceiling, memories poured over her mind like a waterfall. While she was thinking of them, she could feel her trauma being gone.. she was finally safe.

Elias made her feel this way..