“Evil is unspectacular and always human,
And shares our bed and eats at our own table ....”― W.H. Auden
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(Samaya)
I stared at the beautiful white dress, and instead of happiness, I felt the small trickle of fear.
"You have always wanted this..." I told myself, like it was a chant, but something was not right.
I looked beautiful, but my eyes... they weren't the eyes of someone who was going to get mated to the man she had wanted since she could remember. No, she felt like a freaking gazelle in between the sharp teeth of a wolf.
I knew I shouldn't overthink this... I knew this was what I wanted, what we all wanted. For three freaking years.
The seamstress stared at me in the dress and softly smiled. "You look amazing."
I did. There was no doubt about that. I looked beautif
