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Chapter 44
"Oh my god," I said breathlessly as I staggered to my feet and looked at her, "you look so beautiful..." my eyes looked over the lace dress that contrasted with the dark ground and the gloomy looking air around the graveyard, she had her veil on and it dragged far behind her. She looked like an angel, an angel that God had kept all to himself.
"Really?" She smiled as she picked up the front of her dress and walked towards me and I met her halfway, unable to stop myself from holding her hands in mine and stepped even closer to her.
"I...oh my god," I chuckled, "wow..." And here I thought I knew beauty.
"What are you doing here?" She asked me delicately, her tiny hands clutching mine a little bit harder.
I looked around and then at her, until the same question left my lips, "what are you doing here?"
"Daddy," she began, furrowing her eyebrows, "it's
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