� Stacy?� Christian asked cautiously. � Yeah.� Stacy replied through her bedroom door. � I have some bad news.� Christian said. Stacy immediately opened her door and pulled Christian into her room. � What do you mean you have bad news?� Asked Stacy. � I talked to my parents and I told them that I didn�t want to marry you. They won�t take no for an answer. We�re stuck getting married in two weeks.� Christian explained. Stacie�s mouth gapped open.
Two weeks have past and it was now the wedding day. Christian was standing at the Alter with his heart bounding inside his chest. He stood there watching Stacy walk down the aisle in her wedding dress. To him she looked like a pure white rose that grew in the garden every Christmas day.
Her dress was white as snow, no train, it only touched at the bottom of her feet, silk top with no shoulder straps or sleeves, but a piece of silk clothe going around her chest and arms. Her Vail didn�t go over her face. It was laid behind her head and was held up with the traditional tiara. But when he saw the look on her face his heart broke. She had a smile on, but her eyes said that she was really regretting this. |
