Don’t look back, keep running. The mantra repeated in Jesse’s mind as her bare feet tore across the stone walkway. Her brilliant white gown billowed around her while the crystal droppers in her honey-coloured hair shone like the morning dew in the sunlight. It was a beautiful day for a wedding, just so long as it wasn’t hers.
Don’t look back, keep running.She didn’t think she would have had the chance to run. Her father had ensured she was barefoot, and the bone hoops embedded in the three tier petticoat sewn into her dress should have prevented her from escaping through the narrow window. But he had underestimated her resolve.
She half-skipped in pain, the soles of her feet already shredded from the rough, slightly damp stones of the path.
‘How much further?’ A sigh of relief escaped h
