Elara’s POV
“He has already confessed to me at noon that he loves me.”
Her voice resounded in my head, and all my body felt was weakness. I couldn't move a step, even after she left. Her voice was still vivid in my memory, her smudged smile, her red lipstick, her warm breath, her intoxicating perfume, the sound of her heels hitting the ground, they all gave me some kind of chills down my spine.
I really wanted to leave here; even breathing felt intoxicating in my nostrils.
I wanted to end it all here. I only wanted a peaceful life. Tears streamed down my eyes uncontrollably as I held on to my dress, staring at my reflection.
One last tear, and I made a mental note to do the last makeup and leave.
But at that moment, a few other ladies walked in. I could recognize them from the huge d
