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Chapter 43

I wiped my tears once again in their front before I stood up from my seat. If they can't give me what I want then this discussion is over. 

"I hate you both!" I yelled then dashed my way upstairs. I heard them calling my name but I didn't dare to look back. I want to be alone. 

Messy hair, horrible face and wrinkled dress. Swollen eyes, shaking hands and trembling lips. Disturb mind, confusion and emptiness. Nothing more to describe my situation right at this moment. 

I jumped off to my bed then buried my face on the pillow. Another point hits me. They asked me to choose a white dress which symbolises purity and wedding dress. 

They gave a hint, Amber! They gave a hint! Why are you so naive! Where is your brain! 

I punched my bed many times as hard as I could to at least release the pain I am feeling. How funny to think that Amber Louise Yzabelle Ferrer,

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