Emily turned over in her bed and looked at the clock on the wall. It was 2:00 a.m. she got up out of her bed and tiptoed to her dresser so she wouldn't wake her dad who was sleeping in the room below. She lit a candle and quietly made her way to the door.
She opened the door and tiptoed down the stairs. She let out her breath now realizing that she had been holding it in the whole time. She put the candle down on the kitchen table and starting walking down the hallway to her dads room.
She paused in front of her dad's door and took a couple calming breaths before she opened the door. She saw her dad sleeping and silently walked over to her mom's closet.
I should have done this earlier, she thought to herself as she slowly opened the closet and took out her mothers long white wedding dress. She knew though if she had done it earlier her dad would have known it was missing.
With the dress spread out over her arms, she closed the closet door with her foot and walked out of her dad's room. She quickly walked up the stairs to her room not bothering to get the candle because her arms were full. She closed the door behind her and changed into her mothers wedding dress.
It fit perfectly. She then carefully walked over to her dresser trying not to ruin the dress and pulled out a pair of white gloves she had bought the day before. She slide them onto her hands and studied them. Each glove went all the way up to her elbows and were fingerless. She walked over to her closet and got out a pair of white high heel shoes that she had bought along with the gloves.
She felt the excitement build up in her as she stepped in front of the mirror and started combing her long brown hair. When she was done, she took out the long white veil that had little designs all over it; the head piece covered with pink flowers, and put it on her head.
She walked as quietly as she could with her heels on, down the stairs and out her back door that led to her garden. She walked over to a bush covered with red roses, put her hand in it, and pulled out her bouquet filled with roses and lilies. She then pulled out a sack with all the money and jewels she owned except the pearl necklace she was wearing.
She made her way to the woods just outside of town, where she would meet her husband-to-be. As she walked through all the graves in the forest shivers ran down her spine. Why had he picked this place to marry her? She knew they had to have they're little ceremony some place where no one would find them but why here?
She came up to an old oak tree where he had said to meet him. She looked around but saw no sign of him.
Maybe he's just late. She thought to herself. She looked to the sky. It was dark and foggy.
After about a half an hour, there was still no sign of him. Her legs grew tired though she didn't want to ruin her dress by sitting down. Where was he? Shouldn't he have been here by now?
Then a sharp pain came from the back of her head and she fell with a thud on the ground. Her sack of jewels and money fell out of her hand and landed a few feet away. From the back of her neck she felt her pearl necklace being torn off.
She painfully got up and turned to see who her attacker was…it was him. Her fiancée. Before she knew it, she was thrown to the ground and gasping for breath. She looked up at him to see him bending down and picking up her sack of jewels.
He then turned back to her and took a sharp knife out of his coat. He started walking toward her and she closed her eyes as she felt the knife being stabbed through her right rib.
She hazily opened her eyes and saw her murderer walk away from her holding her pearl necklace and her sack of money and jewels. She struggled for breath as she laid there dying.
Her dad had been right. Her fiancée hadn't really loved her. All he wanted was her money. He had tricked her.
She felt tears running down her face as her world faded into darkness and she let out her last breath.