Sarang didn't know whether she should cry her heart out or just act happy on this special day, as she stood in front of a full length mirror.
An extremely beautiful and unbelievably expensive dress hugged her small frame. It had a lace bodes, and a sweet heart neckline, which exposed much of her shoulders. It was chosen by Mrs Kim.
Her jewelery make up style, dress shoes, everything was chosen and decided by then one and only Mrs Kim.
It was as if she was just a doll, acting according to another 's wish.
Women swarmed around her, determined to make everything perfect. She just stood there blankly staring at her reflection.
She looked beautiful. Everything looked perfect on her. Every thing was made to suit her.
Yet she felt uncomfortable, anxious... She felt so out of place. She felt so small and insignificant. So ironic right? It's supposed to be her wedding, her day.
"My, my you look gorgeous, my dear!" Exclaimed Mrs Kim, who had just walked into the chaotic room.
Sarang turned her head towards the woman who was now walking closer to her. She came to a halt a few steps before Sarang and examined her face deeply.
"Quite a beauty you are.... Let her hair down. It'll look better!" She ordered the stylists.
Sarang mentally sighed. This was the n-th time she had altered Sarang's look.
The stylists removed the clip and Sarang's hair came to a stop a few centimeters below her waist.
Mrs Kim smiled in satisfaction.
"Hmm much better"."EVERYBODY! GET READY! THE CEREMONY STARTS IN 10 MINUTES!! FINAL TOUCHES!" The planner yelled.
"Oh! I have to meet Taehyung too! See you later dear!" Said Mrs Kim as she exited her room.
Sarang's hands went cold. She felt damn nervous and she didn't know why.
But immediately she felt a warm sensation on her hand. She looked down to see a hand holding on to her.
Her mother's.
"Calm down my love... It's going to be fine.." she said soothingly.
Sarang's eyes started getting watery,as she saw her mother.
"Aaah, don't cry, you'll ruin your make up!" She said jokingly.
"Mom!" Said Sarang smiling.
"Be happy my child, I know you will.
Your father always wished for you to live happily...." She teared up.It took Sarang everything not to breakdown right then and there. But she stayed strong.
"Mom ..." She said gently stoking her mother's hand.
"EVERYONE TO THEIR PLACES!! THE CEREMONY IS ABOUT TO START!"
They made their way to the ceremony hall, laughing and talking, to forget about the situation at hand for at least a few minutes.
They reached the huge glass doors, where Mr Kim Teamin stood waiting for them.
A huge smile grew on his face at the sight of them. "My wife wasn't joking when she said you were beautiful," he said humorously. Hoping to make the mother and daughter comfortable.
"Oh you are too kind Mr Kim.." said Sarang smiling.
"Don't call me Mr Kim! Call me father!" He said.
"Okay... Father" said Sarang smiling widely.
"The ceremony is about to start, so ...." Said Taemin while extending his hand and glancing at the inter wined hands of the mother and daughter.
Mrs Kang heaved a sigh, and looked lovingly at her daughter.
"My love... Just..... Stay strong... I know you will always be happy... You deserve it after all ....." She finished, letting go her daughter's hand.
Sarang just nodded smiling, even though she was breaking from the inside. She turned to Taemin who extended his arm. She linked her arm with his and faced the glass doors as they began to open.
The beautiful Melody of the wedding piano started to make it's way into her ears. With one final glance at her mother, and Mr Kim, started walking.
All the heads turned her way. Small gasps leaving their mouths, as they were no less than spell bound by her beauty.
She looked at the man whose back was facing her. He slowly turned to look at Sarang.
To say he was handsome would be an understatement, for he looked unreal. His silver hair framed his face so beautifully, his eyes.. oh they were so piercingly black and so so deep. His perfectly shaped lips and nose would make even the prettiest of the prettiest girls jealous.
He adorned a black suit and a white button up shirt. His muscles were clearly visible through the outfit. It was obvious that he works out more than a few times a week.
Etheral... He looked etheral
Sarang was slightly awed but quickly regained her composture.
They came to a halt before Taehyung.
Taemin smiled as he handed Sarang's hand over to him. Taehyung's eyes fell on Sarang.. and stayed there a for a while. Sarang wouldn't dare look into his eyes. She simply was too overwhelmed by her surroundings.And a little bit by Taehyung himself.. but she wouldn't admit it.
She was wearing a veil so Taehyung couldn't see her face properly.. Sarang was super thankful for it.
All this was being watched with resentful eyes of a young and undoubtedly handsome man. His plump lips pressed into a thin line and his eyes dark with fury and sadness.
His hands were fisted in anger, his knuckles turning white. A dark aura surrounded him as he eyed the bride with narrowed eyes. Amongst all of the smiles and cheerfulness.. only he was exuding bitterness.
"It's not fair... Sarang.... You are supposed to be mine..... I met you first.... I should be the one vowing to be with you for eternity , while holding you lovingly, not him..." He thought in anger.
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