Chapter 2.

Pretite has accept her fate even if she has any plans of escaping, there is no way she can get out of her room because guards are stationed in and out of her room even when she was asleep they were always by her side.

On the day of her wedding, Pretite was dressed up in a sparkling white wedding gown and was dolled up in a lot of jewelry and gold which makes her feel like vomiting as she looked at herself in the mirror, if it was some other ceremony she would be forced to wear her sister dash me clothes.

' How I wish I never exist ' Pretite thought as her eyes were wet with tears that threatening to falls down.

" Oh please don't cry, l can't afford to see you cry and also I can't redo the make-up on time " Cara pleaded as she took a handkerchief and wipe away the tears that threatening to roll down her mistress beautiful face.

" What the point of dolling me up, when my life is going to be miserable " Pretite answered as she look at her wedding gown.

" Maybe the rumors about your soon to be husband is just a rumor, it may not be true. " Cara replied as she tried to convince her mistress not to worry too much but Pretite answered in a sad tone " I am not in Cinderella story that ends with Happy. Ever. After. "

" Oh, he may not be wicked, maybe, he is a nice man. A loving, caring husband " Cara tried to make her feel better but she could see the sadness in her mistress eyes as she shook her head and stand up.

" Let go " Pretite command going out of her room to the hall and on reaching the hall door Cara gave her a sweet, comforting smile while she was being announced to the people as the hall door opened and she went inside walking on the red aisle to the alter.

She looked up and saw her father standing beside a very young and handsome man.

Who is he?. Pretite wonder when a thought suddenly appeared on her head which she immediately ignore ' He can't be my husband'.

HUSBAND. that words sounds strange to her as she felt a huge hand holding her and she looked up to see the handsome man who was standing beside her father holding her hand and lead her to the alter in front of the priest.

' He is my soon to be husband?!! '.