7

Alicia

I am seated in a dimly lit room, quiet and senile, all I could see is my reflection in the mirror. I am wearing a white wedding dress which I had no desire to admire. It wasn’t my first time wearing a dress like that and it didn’t for once give me good memories.

I held the hem of my dress thinking about the decision I had made that would be stuck with me for the rest of my life.

I am about to marry a man who I know very well will torment me for the rest of my life.

I am scared, I can’t even think of the future that awaits me, a future that I know would haunt me.

I had been so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t notice my mother walk in until I felt a soft kiss on my cheeks.

I looked up to see my mother staring at me with teary eyes, it was now an habit of hers to cry at every wedding. I am pissed off by it but I don’t want to show it to her. I have to be calm, I have to smile and act like nothing happened. I cannot lose my family, I cannot watch them die because of the actions I