The white corset bodice of my wedding dress felt like a cage, constricting not just my body but my spirit as well.

I was staring blankly in front of the mirror. Even the application of makeup on my face felt like I couldn't feel it.

"Smile, Lara, so the blush on will look good." The makeup artist said to me.

I smiled, but the dullness in my eyes couldn't be shaken off.

"Perfect!" He said loudly as he closed the compact and focused on my braided hair.

"That's enough, don't make it too beautiful." I said lifelessly.

I winked my eye and I forced a smile, but the reflection staring...