I told my father, for I believed he would finally see my unhappiness. I had color in my cheeks, a rosy glow that lit up my smile. Nothing had changed. He was as stiff and wooden as ever, but his skin was pale. I couldn't expect my superficial father to care for me, or my marriage..yet some small part of my soft and gentle heart had hoped he would. I made merry that day, for the wedding due in the morning.
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Here Comes The Bride (COMPLETED)
TerrorThis is a fanfic of Disneyland's Haunted Mansion, and it tells the tale of the ghost bride, Elizabeth. If you like this one I will write a sequel for the hitch-hiking ghosts, Gus, Phineas and Ezra. It is a short story inspired partly by Edgar Allan...
