Rebecca's POV:
The music starts playing as Dad takes my arm and Sally goes out throwing dead flower petals in every direction.
After a few seconds Dad and I start walking. The light purple veil covering my face. As we walk down the isle I see him. He's fidgeting nervously with his black sleeves until he sees me.
A smile spreads on his face and he now stands proudly. I smile as Dad lets me go so I can stand infront of my groom.
After we say our vows and Sally brought our rings, I hear the fateful words. "You may now kiss the bride." His lips lock onto mine for a blissful second before we part and turn to every other person living in the mansion.
To think that five years ago, he had worriedly woken me up with liquid fire and a few months later had helped me escape only to be threatened by my dad within an hour...
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It's done..... I actually finished a book and it's not that bad. I won't be updating further than this in this book unless it's to tell you guys about another book I've started that is already started to be published. Thank you guys for the unconditional support. I hope this was worth reading for all of you.
Enjoy your next reads and I hope nothing but the best fir you.
May the cp fans stick together.
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He's my father(creepy pasta)
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