I stared at the computer screen and scrolled through different types of wedding venues, one after another, like a tedious ritual or as if I were simply window shopping. Gardens, ballrooms, beaches… each one more elegant than the last, each one promising perfection. But none of them felt real.
My vision blurred as I scrolled through glossy photos of smiling couples, chandeliers, and endless rows of flowers. It was supposed to be exciting, but I only felt a sharp emptiness. The idea of the wedding was there, knowing that there were only about twenty days left, less than a month, before I would finally have to be dressed in white at the venue, in front of someone who knew nothing of my pain, saying "I do" to a man who was convenient, when all I wanted to do right now was… Well…
Sebastian’
