Samantha's pov
My ears picked up sounds of noises, which echoed in my sleep. I furrowed my brows confused I didn't know how else to manage the situation, but I decided to finally open my eyes.
Opon opening my eyes, I was welcomed with the site of woman trying to make room look pretty. Flowers surrounded my bed and the one that caught my eyes was the wedding dress that was hung there.
I was stunned my her words, and immediately tried to understand. My hands were fisted. I was staying to ensure that things went well. I was hoping that it would all go well, and sooner or later it was going to make sense.
"What's wrong? Haven't you seen a wedding dress before in your life or you're going to pretend that you didn't see it? I heard Richard's voice and I feel like the beginning of my torment
