A man's ego is as fragile as a woman's hearts.

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There was only an hour left before the Ceremony and I had began to feel a little overwhelmed by being around so many people . It was also the thought of being the center of every ones attention and watchful gazes . It was daunting if I was being honest but just knowing that it would be the start of much good had me taking slow , even breaths to ease and calm my racing heart . Even now as the seamstress helped drape my dress , which was a beautiful soft mix between gold and beige - my chest felt heavy with each button that was locked together at the base of collar bone . This dress had been in preparation since the day after my arrival . Obviously , I was not in the best shape to be doing dress fittings so a rough template was sewn until I could fit it and the necessary adjustments could be

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