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h u i t .
the day was vivid.
he held my arm tightly as we escaped from the picturesque scene of white, fresh lavender, water lilies and a holy matrimony. the look of horror and shock plastered on the faces of the invited, whereas the enraged bride with her fellow menancingly threatened us.
i was in sheer wonder; he, right infront of me, running towards a place where we can call paradise. he loved her; it was a kind of love where my version of love was degraded. i was in an unfortunate upbringing. i can only offer my sincerity and nothing more. why did he change his mind ?
san held me. he forwarded as i followed right behind him. our ruby necklaces shone upon the rays of the golden hour and bounced in unison, like two heartbeats connected as one.
a whole new life awaits.