Eviena looked at herself through the mirror. She was wearing her wedding dress. It was a fitted bodycon dress with a flared hem at the mid-thigh or knee-length. The upper part of the body is lacy.
The dress hugged her like a second skin on her. The perfect curves of her body have been enhanced by the shape of the dress. She has tied up her hair in a low bun and the veil was touching the ground. It's like a queen veil, hanging down from her hair.
She was looking like a beautiful fairy who came down on earth. But the beauty was not visible in her eyes. It's dull because to-day she was going to get married to the person about whom she didn't know anything!
Her life has never been perfect nor even average like other normal girls. Her life has always been full of torture as if God has wri
