Rose

I stare at my reflection in the mirror.

My wedding dress fits perfectly onto my body, leaving me eyeing the dress for a long time—somehow not really believing that this day would come for someone like me. A day so perfect and beautiful.

I look up at my face, loving how my makeup is done nicely—enhancing more glow onto my skin. Yet, it confuses me why am I not feeling happy or excited? As I look straight into my eyes, I see the same blue eyes but they aren't shining, they seem dull.

Shouldn't I be shining during my wedding day?

I immediately turn to look at the door...