บท 269: Flee the weeding

A new novel of mine, DEATH'S OWN, it is the sequel of Natasha's Revenge. Please do check it out on profile.

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Adorned in a white wedding dress, Nyx was seated before the dressing mirror, staring deep into the reflection of her own eyes. Every girl in her position would be ecstatic just wearing the dress and the mere thought of walking down the aisles to the man awaiting her at the end of the road, but the same could not be said about Nyx.

Her expression was blank and her eyes ocean blue lacked the spark and shine that should have been in them. The hairstylist working on her hair had done an exquisite job but Nyx failed to see the beauty in it.