Naomi, a frantic bride, quickly left Vance's bedroom, running down the east wing hallway with her wedding dress partially hanging off her shoulder. Once getting to her room, she closed the door behind her, locking it. She sighed, leaning against it, about to burst out in tears from embarrassment.
"How could I let myself get so intoxicated last night?" she asked herself.
She walks over to her bed, sitting down, letting herself have a good cry on her pillow. Eventually, Naomi sat up, wiping her tears away, as she saw the sun shining brightly from her window. It was such a beautiful sight, and on a day like this, she should be smiling happily after spending the night with her husband, but instead, she was sad and on the verge of crying again.
Naomi wondered what she should do a
