Meera~

He looked beautiful in the black tux, just like he did on our wedding day. Just like prince charming...my prince charming.

The only difference was that day he was feeling something even though it was his hatred for me but still there were emotions in his eyes. But today he is standing there numb.

And there was Charlotte. His bride. Looking as gorgeous as ever in white lace gown. My heart panged with jealousy.

I clenched my fist as they said their vows. "Finally..." I heard the familiar voice of my father. No one invited him but he doesn't need one. He does what he wants.

Only my mama,...