Emberly
I guess I have been doing a lot of nothing by sleeping in my bed all day, certainly low of a bride to be but the wedding was up for about a month so I had enough time to slack up.
The door unexpectedly burst opens and mother walked in with an excited look on her face.
She burst into my room like the walls themselves were celebrating, hands clapping together, smile too wide, eyes too bright.
“Good news,” she announced, already crossing the room toward me.
My stomach sank.
A good news to my mother would most certainly be bad news for me, it has already been proven that I hate the things she likes.
“What good news?” I asked cautiously, closing the gap in my lap.
She grabbed my hands, squeezing them like she was afraid I might disappear. “The council agreed. The wedding has be
