CLARA'S POV
I stood in front of the mirror and looked at the girl that was inside. I held her hands.
“ You can do this," I whispered to her.
“ You look gorgeous," the maid that was assigned to take care of my clothes said.
I did not smile back, there was nothing to smile about, why do they all think that this is some sort of a celebration?
“ Everyone is waiting for you," she said to me.
I nodded my head. Of course, they should wait and see what I was going to do.
The veil was used to cover my face, I had no idea where they had gotten that wedding dress from. It was ugly on me and I wanted to get out of it so fast.
“We should head out," she said as she led the way. I followed behind her and got out of the room.
Walking behind her, following every step that she took, I did not
