I turned, not waiting for a response and started walking away.
He rushed after me, but Eliza stopped him with a gentle hand on his arm.
"Sebastian, didn’t you promise to go with me to try on wedding dresses today?"
I quickened my pace, my steps firm and unwavering.
Before long, the day I had dreaded arrived; it was their wedding day.
I left the confinement of my thoughts, took a taxi and made my way to the airport.
At the same time, Sebastian’s brothers, accompanied by a makeup artist and carrying a custom-made wedding dress, arrived at the house he had rented, hoping to find me.
They rang the doorbell for what felt like an eternity, but when no one answered, their loud chatter caught the attention of the neighbor across the hall.
"This place has been empty for a while. Are you sure you’ve got the right door?"
