LOGINOn the way back, I kept my hands tightly clasped together. Benjamin and I did not exchange a single word, but judging by his expression, I knew he was furious.
We did not argue or trade sharp remarks this time. He simply told me to get into the car and instructed the driver to head home. To an outsider, it might have seemed as though nothing had happened, but those involved knew that silence is the most terrifying t
On the way back, I kept my hands tightly clasped together. Benjamin and I did not exchange a single word, but judging by his expression, I knew he was furious.We did not argue or trade sharp remarks this time. He simply told me to get into the car and instructed the driver to head home. To an outsider, it might have seemed as though nothing had happened, but those involved knew that silence is the most terrifying thing of all.I cast a guilty, sidelong glance at Benjamin. I wondered how much he actually knew. Perhaps he was unaware that the man and I had kissed, as he had only just arrived.Maybe he was merely angry that I had run off instead of trying on my wedding dress. That must be it, I told myself, trying to calm my racing heart. Yet, I was filled with immense regret. Why had I hesitated in that moment and al
I opened my eyes in astonishment. It turned out he was only wiping away my tears. Had I been overthinking it all?"Every time you cry, I feel helpless and loathe myself. I do not want you to cry. I do not want you to be sad. I do not want you to be hurt. I do not want that at all."His words left me stunned. My legs, which had been desperate to run away just a moment ago, now felt like lead, rooted to the spot.I stared at him, wide-eyed. It felt as if a hand was gripping my heart tightly, and a lump had formed in my throat, making it impossible to speak.He raised his hands to caress my cheeks. His eyes were dark like the deep night, sorrowful to the point of misery.I should have stopped his hands, but I could not.
I bolted away blindly. I had no idea where the restroom was in this place, yet I ran as if a ghost were chasing me. It was just that a certain feeling, like a barbed wire wrapped around my heart, was causing me pain, suffocating me, and leaving me struggling, unsure of what to do.What should I do? How can I stop these tears?I do not know. I should just escape this unpleasant feeling for now.Finally, the restroom appeared before me, and I rushed inside. I turned on the tap, splashing water onto my face repeatedly to wash away the tears that would not stop falling.Why am I crying? Was the song too sad? No, that is not it.Jealousy. Is it because he was singing for the girl he loves?
"No. It’s not that. I... I don’t know how to say it."As I spoke, his expression darkened significantly."If you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to."And just like that, we sank into silence. The cheerful atmosphere of our reunion gave way to a stifling, somber tension.The car sped along the road, and soon, it pulled up in front of an antique café. The door opened, and he helped me out.Stepping inside, I was overwhelmed by the ambiance and the decor. It was not overtly luxurious; rather, the design evoked a sense of antiquity. The interior was simple, exuding a nostalgic warmth that made any visitor feel immediately at home. It was quite crowded, and in the center, a large stage wa
After that, he let me go. I felt as if a heavy burden had just been lifted, though my face remained stiff as a wax figure from the suffocating tension of that moment.Before leaving, he lingered, lightly tracing his fingers over my lips."These lips will belong to me soon."His suggestive remark made me tremble. He patted my shoulder and quickly walked away.My heart was still pounding with fear. I found myself increasingly terrified of Benjamin and his actions. I could not bear the thought of what might happen if we overstepped our boundaries.Oh, the mere thought was unbearable. I closed my eyes and quickly retreated to the dressing room. The gown was beautiful, indeed, but I had no desire to wear it. After witnessing his b
The Benjamin family limousine drove us to a bridal boutique. Despite my reluctance and lack of mood, I had no choice but to follow Benjamin.We were like two opposing poles. While Benjamin sat with his legs crossed, working on his iPad, I silently stared out the window, watching the scenery blur past as my mind swirled with chaos.The car finally pulled up in front of the boutique, an incredibly beautiful and lavish shop. The interior was decorated with numerous stunning bridal gowns, and I could not help but feel overwhelmed. Glancing at the row of opulent dresses and their price tags, I felt a slight shiver run down my spine.I lost interest and averted my gaze, following Benjamin at a slow pace.The moment they saw Benjamin, the staff in the shop bowed deeply before h







