"La-la-lalalalala-Lala", I singed to blooming flowers.
"You look beautiful today.", he spoke to me with truth. Promised me to never lie. "Thank you, my love.", I smiled as I touched his cold cheek towards his sharp jawline. He warmly smiled.
"I'll come back for you. I promise."
I looked at myself in the the mirror one more time, before I am to marry Sinbad. I knew this day was to come, but I hoped for it to be with someone else. Someone who was simply an illusion. A dream.
"Are you ready?", my father asked. I nodded in response, and took his hand. "Father, do I look beautiful today?", my father stared at my milk chocolate eyes. "Of course you are. Never doubt yourself.", he gave me a small smile. "Good.", I don't love Sinbad, and I don't think I ever will. I just hoped I look too good for him so that later I wouldn't engage into his activities.
Sinbad' POV
Patiently I waited till I saw Vincent holding Allison's arm aside him. She looked fabulous. I would have admit that she took everyone's spotlight. When she finally arrived aside me I lost all thought and stared at her until I had to say 'I do'. Sadly our kiss was plain, but tonight will be more to it.
After the wedding, there was a feast. Everyone was congratulating us, dancing, drinking, and talking. I grew bored and impatient so I took Allison to our room.
Allison's POV
Sinbad suddenly took me away from the party and into his room. He was drunk, and I knew this because his breath reeked of it. Yet he seemed fine.
He approached me tempting to kiss me, but I moved away. "What's wrong? We're married now.", he looked hurt. "I'm sorry Sinbad, but I don't love you. I will never love you.", I slowly walked away from him. "You love him don't you?!", he started walking near me while clenching his fists. "No.", I was getting a little scared. "Don't lie to me!", the way he looked at me. I wanted him to despise me, to hate me and never touch me. "Yes, I love him. I loved him since that day I was found, since I agreed to marry you and when I vowed to be with you for eternity. I loved him when we shared a kiss!", I felt satisfied when he whimpered. "Unfortunately, you're my wife. And tonight we will share a bed.", he pushed me against the bed and forcibly ripped my dress off. I tried stopping him by hitting his chest, but he pressed my hands aside my head. "Please stop....", my voice was less than a whisper.
"Why don't you cry out help for your beloved? Maybe he'll save you.", he stared kissing my neck and tailed off towards my breasts. "I don't want to be touched by you.", I looked away hoping he would stop. He cupped my chin and made me look at him.
"What's his name?", I used my free hand and pushed him away. I grabbed the closest sheet and covered my naked body. "You're not worth knowing it.", he threw a quiet tantrum and left the room. I would lie if I were to say that I wasn't relieved. I just wished he wouldn't have left me in the grassland. I only wished that he took me with him.
