Rhea
Within me, i still can’t wrap my head around everything that’s happening. It’s like a complete blur, and now I find myself hand in hand with Daciano, his warm large hands grasping my smaller ones in his. I’m wearing a beautiful dress, which hugs and clings to my body perfectly, and even as I’d beheld myself in the mirror after being made up my the maids, I’d been unable to believe I’d been staring back at my reflection. When I’d come out, I’d seen the way his gaze roamed up and down my body, his eyes darkening with an expression I couldn’t quite place my finger on, but I’d ignored it. It’s funny how with him, I have to keep reminding myself that I hate him, and that I’m being held here against my wish.
As we enter the venue, I do not know when exactly we let go of each other, with
