CHAPTER 52
"How could I spend my whole life with him? How!!" Her heart screamed.
"Oh god please help me!" She cried.
She pants, getting short of breath. This was not her, she couldn't do that!
"God I really can't do this. I should have killed myself before getting
married to him. Why am I such a coward?" She whispered to herself, yanking her hair, which was tied up in a bun but now messed up.
Amyla looked back into the mirror again. She wasn't looking like a bride in any way, her eyes were puffy, the tip of her nose, her cheeks turned red.
Her lips were way more pumped up than usual, anyone could tell that she had been crying just by one look.
"Are you done, Reina?" Margaret's voice reached her ears and she quickly wiped off her tears. Exhaling a deep puff, it took her some moment
