||Hayden||
As I removed her veil, her beautiful face came into my sight. Her hazel eyes were tired and a little swollen. Did she cry before? I glanced at her uncle once. Did he do something again? Her little nose was red. Nevertheless, she looked adorable. I couldn’t wait to touch her smooth skin again, to feel the warmth and peace.
The rituals were over soon, and the priest pronounced us man and wife. I couldn’t help but smile. A sense of peace built up in my heart. I never knew marrying her would make my heart complete in such a manner as if it was the only right thing to do.
Once the ceremony was over, I stood up and then helped her to stand up. Her eyes showed mixed emotions. I wished I could read her mind. I was trying to find words when a guard came by, “your grace, there are som
