I'm playing with that twinkling diamond ring, still with me.

A strong evidence that explains my deception, a reminder that I was in real at Church. Although, I ran out of there safely before anyone could see me, but this doesn't solve the whole problem.

I kept myself locked in my dorm room for three whole days, drown into my stresses and dreads. I hardly ate anything. The wedding dress is there on my bed. The shoes and jewelry are there too.

I'm thankful that Carol went to her parents for some days. I got my time to recover without disclosing the nightmarish event that happened.

My phone rang several...