What Have I Gotten Myself Into?

Wedding Invitation

"Well then, you could go and fuck yourself. For you have NO shame, none shame at all!" There was a roar of agency, unable to fathom what was learned.

"I give you my heart, my mind, my soul, and the code to my father's safe. . .  Yet, you fuck my cousin in front of my very eyes? When I'm pregnant with your child- DON'T YOU SEE THE BIG ASS BUMP--" the woman heefs in understandable terror---"In front of my wedding dress..." The guy didn't let a very carbon dioxide slip out of his mouth due to the audacity to dodge away from all the random ongoing objects thrown at him.

"Woman! Calm, you're down--" The guy dunks behind a sofa when he sees a random part of a stove getting thrown at him. Confusion hits him faster since the disaster is happening in a large living room, and the kitchen is not a few minutes away! Lucky for him, he was able to get into cover safely. 

"What the fuck! Lady, you've gone crazy mad, let me imagine my sel-" He shuts up at the same moment and looks up only to be knocked out by what he couldn't see.

"In the next following thing's I'll do to you. . ." The voice mumbles out, "So loud." Ginni threw the remote randomly, only for it to fall into my jello, and went back to sleep without another blink of an eye. Comfortable on the sofa.

"Ginni!-" I shut my mouth faster than the guy on T.V.'s ability to dodge when I saw the look she gave me. "Ooookay-" I walked myself out of the living room as she went back to sleep under the bath of sunlight this chill weather of autumn, and the danger of the balcony door opened, had to offer.

Closing my bedroom door shut, I grab a better jacket and change out of my previous one. I'm not sure why I did that, the new one is much colder, so I slide fully under the blanket and blindly search for a book outside the cave until I found something before getting myself comfortable under the blanket for a good reading.

"Oou~, light." I sing to the blow of light that lightens my blanket cave; a book that glows when opened.

I wipe a hard tear after remembering the cost of the case. Well, at least it's a case that all my books could wear and still shine as well as when reading a book in the bright sunlight on a good afternoon.

Yes, I'm bragging about how bright it could be, how it's still readable when you're outside because we have the sun's nature light, and the smell and feel of pages are still there as well!

After kicking my feet in excited from all these feelings and thrill running through my bones, I once again comfy myself under the blanket and get immersed in the book.

It's been a while since I've read and there's no need to go to work tomorrow, unless I was called to come in; my wonderful employee's way of telling me by kicking me out last night. How nice of them to have stayed so late...Just to kick me a warning to not return tomorrow.

Now I could read the chapter I've missed on for a couple months. The story continues on a journey a dog, cursed by his most true love, to find the moon for her forgiveness. His most true love, daughter of a weakling witch whom survived a dangerous birth only to be gifted a borned-spoiled daughter from the strong genes of her late uncle whom she was raped by.

The village felt sorry for her and had helped her in many ways they were able to considering their very own troubles. In a land of magic and beauty, there were of course hierarchies; most were inferior than others, a different group much more important and overlooked due to the power they wield.

Fueled in desire to bring everything down to her heels, and bewitched the poor souls out of their kindness, no one had the strength or willingness to keep fighting alongside the poor mother. Although the daughter was at least nicer to her own mother, no one was ever so close as they once more, and this saddened her, hurted much greatly for she was greatly looked down upon, found people who accepted her in their groups only for disaster to occur. But, she dare not upset her own daughter.