The Wrong Girl
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It’s around two o’clock in the morning but Elena is still wide awake in her lone apartment. The TV’s murmuring different advertisement but Elena doesn’t see it. She’s staring off into the space. On the out she looks serene but her mind is far from being at peace. Suddenly the wedding bell starts roaring throughout her apartment bringing Elena back to the present. Elena’s eyes starts welling up with fresh set of tears as she watches a shy girl in all white dress walking slowly down the aisle, getting admired by all her friends and family. The tears don’t stop, they keep on coming because that happy moment playing on the TV could’ve been hers, it could’ve been her happy moment but instead it ended up being the biggest tragedy of her life.
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