The wedding vows

The final moments of her life were approaching. The reality hit Tabitha once more as the ladies hired by her mother helped her to look as beautiful as a bride should be.

Tabitha wished her wedding were a class she could just skip. Unfortunately, this wedding was one she couldn't avoid because she was caged by her family with the assistance of her in-laws.

Tabitha released a subdued sigh, gazing at her reflection in the mirror. Surrounding her, the ladies carefully ensured every detail was perfect.

'Had I not discovered the truth, I'd be celebrating now, feeling joyous, believing I'm the luckiest woman. I would have thought I was marrying the man of my dreams, but it was all a show. Even now, I still can't understand why Donald insists on marrying me when he's well aware that his heart belongs to Bianca, not me.’

Lost in her thoughts, Tabitha felt her heart beat unsteadily with every contemplation.

"I'm simply doomed," Tabitha murmured to herself, turning toward the door.