Ramona’s POVI stand in front of the mirror, staring at the stranger looking back at me. The dress is beautiful, that's what everyone says. But to me, it feels like a cage.The fabric is biting my skin, it feels so heavy and stiff, squeezing my ribs so tight I can barely take a full breath.Aunt Evangeline’s warm hands work at the back of the gown, pulling the ropes and fastening the eyelets. Each tug makes the dress feel tighter. I'm trying to take a deep breath but I can't. I feel the panic rising inside me.“Aunt Eva… I can’t breathe,” I whisper, my voice small, like it doesn’t want to be heard.Her hands pause for just a second. Our eyes meet in the mirror. And I see the pity in her gaze, the way her face softens. She knows, she just knows that I didn't want this. But just as quickly, she forces a big smile.“Oh, my sweet girl,” she says gently, her voice warm. “You look absolutely breathtaking. When Malik sees you, his eyes will definitely fall off, Just look at you!”I try to se
Last Updated : 2025-07-14
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