Missing My wedding

Natasha stood at the altar, her heart pounding as she gazed down the aisle, waiting for Leonard. The grand church in Manila was filled with friends and family, the air thick with the scent of roses and the whispers of anticipation. The chandeliers overhead cast a warm glow, reflecting off the pearls on her elegant white gown. But the moment that was supposed to be the happiest of her life turned into her worst nightmare. Leonard never showed up. She stands alone at the altar, her slender figure draped in a flowing white wedding gown. The delicate lace and intricate embroidery seem to mock her, reminding her of the vows that will never be spoken. Her long,raven-black hair cascades down her back like a waterfall of sorrow. Her bright green eyes, once shining with excitement and anticipation, now brim with unshed tears. As she gazes out at the sea of expectant faces, her mind reels with shock, embarrassment, and heart-wrenching pain. The silence is deafening, punctuated only by the faint rustling of clothes and muffled whispers. She feels like she's drowning in an ocean of humiliation, unable to escape the crushing weight of her shattered dreams. "How could he do this to me?, Lost in thought, her mind filled with memories of their time together. "Was it all a lie? Did he ever truly love me?" The questions swirl in her head like a maelstrom, each cutting deeper than the last. She feels like she's been punched in the gut, unable to catch her breath. As the reality of the situation sets in, a wave of emotions crashes over her: She can't believe this is happening. It feels like a nightmare from which she can't awaken. Maybe he's just running late? Maybe there's been a terrible mistake? How could he be so heartless? So cruel? The weight of her sorrow is crushing her. She feels like she's lost her best friend, her partner, her everything. The shame and embarrassment of being left at the altar are overwhelming. She feels like she's been stripped bare, exposed to the world in all her vulnerability. Her body feels heavy, weighed down by the crushing disappointment. Her legs tremble beneath her, threatening to give way at any moment. Her hands are clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. Her chest aches with a deep, hollow pain, as if her heart has been ripped from her chest. Just two nights ago they had the most memorable romance of their life together. Their love making had been passionate and all-consuming, a testament to the deep connection they shared. Two nights earlier, they had surrendered to their desires, their bodies entwined in a dance of love and pleasure. As they lay together, their eyes locked in a gaze of adoration, their hands caressed each other's skin, setting off sparks of desire. Their lips met in a tender kiss, deepening into a passionate embrace that left them both breathless. Their love making was a symphony of sighs, whispers, and gentle moans, each note building upon the last to create a crescendo of pleasure. They moved in perfect harmony, their bodies responding to each other's every touch, every caress. As they lay together, basking in the afterglow of their passion, they whispered sweet nothings to each other, their words dripping with affection. They talked about their future, about building a life together, about growing old hand in hand. He stroked her hair, his fingers tracing the curves of her face, and she smiled, feeling like the luckiest woman alive. She snuggled deeper into his arms, feeling safe, feeling loved. In that moment, everything seemed perfect. The world outside melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their little bubble of love. But as the night wore on, and the first light of dawn began to creep into the room, reality slowly began to seep back in. He glanced at his watch, his expression turning serious, and she knew that their little world was about to be shattered. "What's wrong?" she asked, sensing a sudden unease in his demeanor. He hesitated, his eyes avoiding hers, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. "I have to go," he said finally, his voice low and husky. "Go?" she repeated, her mind racing with questions. "What do you mean? Where are you going?" He sighed, "I'll explain everything later, I promise. But for now, I have to leave." And with that, he was gone, leaving her alone in the darkness, wondering what had just happened...