Wedding Drama

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"Libra suck your belly in we need you to fit in this corset!" The maid pulled on the white strings. Libra could barely breathe but she continued to suck her stomach in. Her wedding dress was very light and flowed beautifully.

The maid finished tying the strings and Libra could feel it squeezing the air out of her

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The maid finished tying the strings and Libra could feel it squeezing the air out of her. The maid adjusted the ruffles and went to get her tiara. A light knock came on the door. "Dear? The guests will be arriving soon." Her father's voice came through the door.

Libra cleared her throat to get rid of the hoarse voice she acquired from crying all night. "Thank you father." She said plainly. His footsteps faded. The maid came back with a sparkly jewel encrusted tiara. "Before we put this on I have to do your makeup and hair." The maid grabbed a curling iron.

Libra silently stood though inside she was dreading this entire day, she hoped Leo would be Leo and come anyway but she knew it would be unlikely after her father almost killed him and his sister.

The bruises she had originally were almost healed but the maid had covered them up with layers of makeup. The maid pulled out a bottle of eyeliner, mascara, eyeshadow, and some lipstick. Libra hated this, she liked getting dressed up but only for a person she liked, loved.

The young maid was doing three things at the same time. She was curling her hair, putting on eyeliner and putting on the mascara. "Just a few more finishing touches." The maid said.

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