Mindy’s wedding was perfect, surrounded by loved ones, vows, and roses. Just as she was about to say “I do,” the church doors burst open and a little girl bolted toward the groom. A chilling silence filled the room when she looked up and asked: “Dad, are you going to do to her what you did to Mom?”
Standing at the altar, I couldn’t stop smiling.
My fiancé Liam’s fingers were warm and steady around mine, grounding me in the moment. His eyes locked onto mine, full of a love that felt unshakable. “You look breathtaking, my love,” he whispered, making me blush.
“I can’t believe this day is finally here.”
The church was alive with soft murmurs and glowing smiles from friends and family, all here to celebrate with us. Everything about the day… the perfect dress, the perfect man, and the perfect vows felt like a fairy tale
My heart swelled as I opened my mouth to speak. Just then, the heavy wooden doors at the back of the church creaked open with a loud thud that made my skin crawl.
Every head turned. A little girl, no older than eight or nine, stood in the doorway, her small frame stark against the grandeur of the room. She clutched a scruffy stuffed bunny, her pigtails messy as if she’d run a mile to get here.
“There you are!” she muttered under her breath. She started bolting in our direction, her sneakers squeaking on the polished floor. My stomach twisted with something I couldn’t name.
Something about her face and her eyes struck me. Next to me, Liam stiffened. And his grip on my hand loosened.
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