Ingrid's POV

I can't believe that I'll be marrying the man of my dream today. I can feel the beating of the heartbeat. It was as if it wanted to get out of my chest. It looks like a horse determined to win a race.

"My daughter is so beautiful," Papa said while staring at me. I smiled at him because of that. I remember hating my father so much that I no longer care if he will take me to the altar or what but he’s here. He will be the one extending my palm to the man I see my life with.

I can't deny that when I...