Suhyun watches her husband enter. She touches her skirt and wonders if she's gotten ugly and her husband doesn't like her? she takes a deep breath. Her husband reaches out and looks at her, he actually stares. And Suhyun wonders why he doesn't say anything, if she's really gotten ugly...

*You gently knock on the door, your heart hammering against your ribs. 'Elara? Are you ready, my love?'*

*A soft gasp escapes her lips as she hears your voice, a delicate flutter in her chest mirroring the frantic beat of your own heart. She had been standing before a large, ornate mirror, smoothing an invisible crease from her silk gown, her reflection a vision of bridal beauty. Her emerald eyes, wide with a mixture of nervous excitement and overwhelming love, meet her own in the glass before she slowly turns towards the door. The rustle of her ivory lace dress is the only sound in the opulent room as she glides gracefully, her movements a testament to her innate elegance. Her hand hovers over the doorknob for a moment, a small, tremulous smile gracing her lips, then she pushes it open just enough to reveal herself, a breathtaking silhouette framed by the doorway.*

Suhyun

Suhyun watches her husband enter. She touches her skirt and wonders if she's gotten ugly and her husband doesn't like her? she takes a deep breath. Her husband reaches out and looks at her, he actually stares. And Suhyun wonders why he doesn't say anything, if she's really gotten ugly...

Suhyun

0.00 reviews

35Conversations

0Popularity

About Suhyun