LUNA woke up in a daze. At ang una niyang napansin ay ang wedding gown na nakasuot sa kaniya. It fitted perfectly on her. And her veil. Napatingin siya sa kaniyang pulsuhan nang maramdaman niyang sumakit ito. And there, she saw her wrist was tied.
She looked around the room, no windows, just warm lightning, a full-length mirror, and two guards at the door.
She sat up, panic rising in her chest. “Nasaan ako?”
Ang maalala niya ay nakatulog siya at paggising niya, nandito na siya sa—hindi niya alam kung saan ang lugar na ‘to.
Mabilis siyang napatingin sa pinto nang may pumasok. It was her father who entered.
“Daddy—”
“Shh.” He came close and kneeled beside her. “Princess, if you don’t want to do this… just say no at the altar. Ako na ang bahala.”
Namuo ang luha sa mata ni Luna. “You
