It was like a nightmare I couldn't wake up from. They say true love never dies. They say you'll fight for it. So why was I turning my back on him? Why was I preparing to marry this monster?
The music began playing as the church doors opened. The monster stood at the end of the aisle. A grin spread across his face. I blinked as hot tears rolled down my cheeks. My father took my arm as we walked down the aisle.
"You don't have to do this," he whispered into my ear.
I shook my head. "Yes, I do."
My clean white gown flowed down my sides. I made it to the altar, awaiting my impending doom.
"Wait!" he called. "I object!"
I turned to see the face of my hero, waiting at the end of the church for me. As quickly as he had entered, he dropped to his knees in agony.
What would you do for love?