The air in the bridal suite buzzed with a nervous energy. Y/n, dressed in a simple white gown, stood before the mirror, her reflection a mixture of emotions. Excitement, fear, anticipation - they all danced in her eyes. Today was her wedding day, a small, intimate affair, a far cry from the grand spectacle she had once envisioned. But then, her life had taken a turn she hadn't expected.
The wedding dress, a flowing gown of ivory silk, hung on a padded hanger in the corner, a constant reminder of the day's significance. She had dreamt of this day for years, of wearing this dress, of marrying the man she loved. But the past few months had shattered those dreams, leaving behind a bitter aftertaste and a profound sense of fear.
Her ex, Izana, had been a whirlwind of passion and obsession. He had swept her off her feet, his charm intoxicating, his love overwhelming. But his affections had turned possessive, his words laced with jealousy and control. He had become a monster, his love morphing into a twisted, suffocating grip.
Y/n had left him, escaping his suffocating embrace, leaving behind a trail of tears and a broken heart. But Izana, unable to accept her decision, had turned vengeful. He had planned to ruin her life, to make her pay for leaving him. And his threats had become a terrifying reality.
She had been forced to move, to change her number, to disappear from his world. Her wedding, initially planned as a grand celebration, had been scaled back to a small, intimate gathering, shrouded in secrecy, a desperate attempt to hide from Izana's shadow.
As Y/n stood before the mirror, her hand instinctively reaching for the small pearl necklace her brother had given her, a symbol of love and protection, her heart pounded in her chest. She knew Izana would be searching, waiting for an opportunity to strike. But she was determined to reclaim her life, to move forward, to build a future free from his clutches.
Her brother, Takashi, walked into the room, a reassuring smile on his face. "You look beautiful," he said, his voice a soothing balm on Y/n's frayed nerves.
Y/n managed a weak smile. "I feel like I'm going into battle," she admitted.
Takashi pulled Y/n into a hug. "Don't worry," he whispered. "He can't hurt you anymore. You're strong. You're brave. And you deserve to be happy."
As Takashi helped Y/n into her dress, the delicate lace feeling like a fragile shield against the storm that raged within her, Y/n knew that her brother was right. She was getting married to the man she loved, a man who had walked into her life like a ray of sunshine, a beacon of hope in the darkness. She was building a new life, a life free from fear, free from control, a life of her own.
Y/n stood before the mirror again, her reflection a vision of defiance and determination. The terror still lingered, but it was overshadowed by a newfound sense of purpose, a determination to reclaim her life. She was getting married, and no one, not even Izana, could take that away from her.
"Congratulations, I'll see you on the aisle," Takashi said and walked out of the room.
"You can do this, you know you can." I whispered to myself boasting my confidence.
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Omega's Affinity Book 2
RomanceRindou's dream has finally came true so now Y/n will have to expect the unexpected. Will Izana be able to find them or will he find another to replace her in his heart?
