"Sweet heart, you know we love you, but it's necessary, this wedding must happen for both families to form as one."My mind remains blank and I stay silent, staring to the open window. My mother turns away from me and walks out, giving up in the process.
"She's only nineteen, I don't think we will be able to do this killian."
Her quiet voice is heard through the hall, as she tries to convince my father.
My breathing halts, and for a moment the wind stops, i strain my ears to hear what his next words may be. A minutes passes by and I grow with anticipation until his very next words, break me."The deals already been made, i told you not to interfere."
Stern words are spoken and my shoulders slump as the words fall and echo throughout the house. A breeze drifts by and blows air into the room drowning out more words, curtains shift towards my direction whilst I gaze back in thought.
My eyes go back and forth to the open door and back to the window left ajar. My breathing hitches and I take a moment to myself, standing up carefully, the wedding gown drags behind as I make my way towards the window. My eyes involuntarily shut on their own and I breathe in a breath of fresh air.
My lungs fill and I breathe back out. My eyes open. And I jump.
In the midst of it my dress gets caught and I hurriedly pull at it, the end rips apart, as I take off running.
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Vendetta [on hold]
RomantiekVerena is her name , born into an Italian family, her father suddenly decides to get her married to another Italian family in the mafia, she is forced into a marriage of convenience, she wants her freedom and not attached to her husband Damien. Day...