EMILY
The clock is ticking.
Days are moving and our wedding date is drawing nearer and nearer.
Everything has been planned and we're only waiting for the d-day.
I've got mixed emotions as I wait for the day.. You know, once bitten twice shy. I once left someone at the altar, remember?
I pray that this time it'll be different. If anything happens on that day, I don't know how I'll be able to live with the shame.
“Honey,” Willy calls me from the bedroom upstairs. I'm in the living room just seated, doing nothing in particular, only thinking. It's on a Saturday afternoon and I've got nothing much to do. “Come I show you something!” He says excitedly.
Something?
Well, I sit up from the couch where I've been sleeping and slip into my slippers. Pausing the movie I've been pretending to
