"Are you sure, my princess?" Jameson asked Sarah, who was dressed in a beautiful satin coloured gown and light make up but her face was emotionless, still she looked beautiful.
"Dad, we talked about that, yesterday. Isn't it?" She asked adjusting her veil, over her head.
"You loved, someone, who tortured you like a rag doll and married another, even if, he was claiming, he loved you! What guarantee, does this guy gives, that he won't be an animal to you and your children?" Jameson stated pacing nervously, in the room.
"Dadd!" Sarah was calling Jameson, but he wasn't replying, instead was pacing here and there. So Sarah got up and touched Jameson's hand and made him sit on the bed. Then, she sat herself on the floor and laid her head on his lap and said,"Dad! I don't know why , you thoug
