Narrative's P.O.V:
Everything was just like a rush. It felt as if a storm had come and destroyed everything. The scene was heart-wrenching. The bride was sitting on the floor in her now blood-stained dress. Her mind had stopped working.
It felt like a dream. Like a horrible dream, a nightmare. The body of her soon-to-be husband was lying lifeless in front of her. The man she loved with her life. Only if she knew that it would be the last time them kissing or him holding her into his arms, she will have stopped the time. She touched his face, feeling the cold skin beneath her fingertips in disbelief. Her eyes trailed to her sister's body and then to the chaos that had taken place at the scene.
Her hearing senses had gone numb, as she didn't hear when the police arrived until an officer g
