CHAPTER 53: RUNAWAY BRIDE

ROSALINE’S POV:

Today is my wedding day. The day every girl dreams about from their teenage years is the day that they have fantasized about every detail and every moment of how it would be spent.

But I never did, and even if it was for just a second, I never once fantasized about getting married to my mate, who did not even remember my real name.

It was every girl’s dream to get married to their mate, and it was every girl’s dream to have a mate who would treat her and turn her into a queen. But not like this.

I never liked this. There was no way in hell I was doing this.

This is what I told myself as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I was not even sure if this was my reflection anymore; there was no way that the girl who stared back at me was me.

I have never seen a girl so unhappy before. I was covered in layers upon layers of makeup. I appeared almost unrecognizable. The dress I wore started with a crystal white corset that squeezed my torso and pushed out my cleavage.