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Original

Words: 273

Genre: Wedding

Warning: Homicide

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<< first p.o.v. >>

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I married my best friend when we reach 24. It wasn't out of love love, but love nonetheless. On the wedding day, I stood at the wedding aisle, about to become the happiest man alive. When the door opened and she stepped in, I was mesmerized.

Her black wavy hair was styled to make her face smaller as it curled her face and land on her shoulder. Her white dress glistens like crystals and left a trail of white dust behind. When she reached the aisle and stood beside me, my hands were already aching.

I recite my vows I had written beforehand and when she opened her mouth, her voice was music to my ears. Her vows will forever mark my head.

I unveiled her veil and her eyes, her eyes sparkle like the stars at night.

"Your eyes are sparkling," her laugh tinkled like bells.

"And so are yours." She hummed at my reply as her hands reached my face spreading warmth everywhere she touched.

I closed our distance and kiss her.

On our wedding night, her nails were covered in red with my skin she had scratched stuck between her nails and fingers. Her red cheeks turned paler and paler as she tries her best to catch air. Her black wavy hair splayed on the bed like branches of rivers coming together. The stars in her eyes were slowing dying; until they blacked out with nothing to shine the night sky.

How beautiful, I thought as I continue to watch the life inside her eyes slowly fading away, leaving only pretty bruises on her neck for me to gaze on.

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First published (on Twitter): 23/08/2019

First posted on Wattpad: 25/12/2019