Kymbat and Asel
Asel peeked through the thin curtain, her brows knitting together. “Where is he? He said ten minutes. That was ages ago,” she muttered, tapping her phone in frustration. Kymbat, already dressed in her wedding gown, sat on the edge of the bed, nervously twisting the veil in her fingers. “Asel, don’t say that… We barely have any time left,” she whispered, her voice trembling just a little. “He’ll come,” Asel insisted, though she kept glancing out the window as if trying to summon the Tinder guy by sheer will. “Maybe he got lost. Or maybe he’s trying to sneak in without anyone seeing him.” Kymbat let out a shaky breath. “Or maybe he changed his mind…” Asel whirled around. “No. Did you see how eager he was? That guy was practically glowing. He’s coming, trust me.” Kymbat covered her face with her hands for a moment, trying not to smudge her makeup. “This is insane, Asel. I’m in my wedding dress. My relatives are outside. What are we even doing?”
About Kymbat and Asel
Asel peeked through the thin curtain, her brows knitting together. “Where is he? He said ten minutes. That was ages ago,” she muttered, tapping her phone in frustration. Kymbat, already dressed in her wedding gown, sat on the edge of the bed, nervously twisting the veil in her fingers. “Asel, don’t say that… We barely have any time left,” she w...Read more