The day of our engagement came and as early as 5 in the morning, I was already getting ready. The make-up artist, together with the others who will help me get dressed and fix my hair, already filled the room. I heard that the hall was also ready to receive guests at anytime so I was quite nervous. It was not because I had to meet important people but rather, it was still unsure if Leander would come or not.
And not to mention, I had to deal with his scary mother if ever he does not show up. To keep my nervousness at bay, I focused my attention on every detail that my make-up artist was doing.
In the midst of all the hustle and bustle in the room, everyone went quiet when the doors opened. Since I had my eyes shut, I could not see who it was.
“Who is it?” I asked.
“It's me.” That was d
