You could hear excited chatter, rustling, and the 'tap tap tap' of people walking to and from your room in a hurry. You could faintly hear the music playing from the reception area, but could care less. Everyone was bustling about and either giggling or talking. You couldn't blame them though. It was a big day. Or it was suppose to be, for you at least. You sighed and looked at your reflection in the mirror.
Dull -eye color- eyes looked back and stared empty and hollow back at you. Your -hair color- was put up stylishly and the tiara glimmered like no tomorrow when the sunlight hit it. Your long, white dress fluttered about you whenever the wind snuck into the room through the open windows. A fresh bouquet of flowers rested on the vanity table.
Yup. A tiara, excited people, white dress, and a bouquet.
It was your wedding day.
Weddings were supposed to be the happiest day of a woman's life, right? So why were you feeling so emotionless and empty? Why did you feel like shit?
'Maybe it's because you're marrying the wrong guy.' A tiny voice in your head whispered.
'Shut up.' You shot back. 'Atemu (Yami Yugi) is a great guy. I couldn't ask for someone better.'
'But you don't love him' the voice sang back.
You then proceeded to pulverize that little voice inside your head – mentally of course. It wouldn't do you any good to be sent to the "nut-house" on your wedding day.
Everyone finally left to give you a couple of minutes before you made the choice that would bind you forever. You sighed and raised a delicate, gloved hand to your face. Ever since he left, you've been heartbroken. Your bright eyes, once happy and mischievous with a hidden maturity behind them, were now dull and lifeless. Your hair, once strong and envied by all the other girls, now had split ends and lost its usual luster. You were still broken.
'Why did I agree to marry Atemu?' You asked yourself, feeling guilty. You didn't want to admit it, but that little voice had been right. You didn't love Atemu. You loved him.
Seto Kaiba.
You couldn't help but let a small smile grace your lips when you thought of him.
Yes. You were still in love had affections for the cold hearted CEO of Kaiba Corp. But you knew that he could be kind and affectionate when he wanted to be. After all, you were his girlfriend.
'Ex-girlfriend.' You bitterly thought as your smile instantly turned into a frown and let out another sigh.
You and Seto had broken up a while ago. He would keep getting annoyed whenever you talked with or mentioned one of your guy friends and he could be possessive. He would also ignore you sometimes and also cold to you at times, and that hurt – the thought of him hating you.
That's what caused you and Seto to split up. He could be so… cruel to you at times.
A soft knock shook you out of your thoughts.
"Come in." you called, sitting up properly and straightening your dress.
Serenity, Joey's sister, came in, dressed in a simply pink gown that reached her ankles with a slit that revealed her calves.
"Oh. Hey Serenity. Did you need something?" You asked, faking a smile at her.
Serenity nodded and smiled at you in reply and walked into the room, hands behind her back.
"Um, actually, I came to see if you were alright." Serenity said, looking around a bit anxiously. You vaguely wondered what it was that made her nervous.
"Of course I'm alright. Why would you ask that?" You said, sending her another fake smile. It was hard to pretend to be happy when you weren't. Serenity wasn't smiling anymore.
"You're crying." Serenity simply stated, looking at you intensely.
"Huh? What are you talking…" You started when you felt a drop on your exposed arm. You looked in the mirror and noticed that you had tears on your face.
'How did I miss that?' You asked yourself, but asked out loud, "Huh… Why am I crying?" as you dabbed the tears with a tissue. Thank god for waterproof makeup.
"You still love Seto, don't you?" Serenity asked quietly. You solemnly looked at Serenity and didn't reply.
You and Serenity were really close. She was the younger sister you never had. You told her all your secrets, and she would tell you hers. She was your best friend. She probably knew her better than you knew yourself. She sighed as you look down.
"You know I care for you, right -your name-? If you don't love Atemu, you shouldn't marry him. You should marry someone you love, someone who can make you smile. I don't want to see you marry someone you don't love." Serenity stated kindly while walking towards you.
You didn't raise your head and another teardrop landed on your exposed arm.
"Here. I found this at the door. You should do something about it. The wedding's going to start soon." Serenity said softly, handing you a bouquet of freshly cut red roses.
You looked up at her, surprised. She smiled at you - a warm smile, patted your arm, and headed for the door.
You looked at the bouquet and smelled them. They smelled really fresh and crisp. However, something was odd about it.
In the middle of the bouquet, there was a fake, plastic rose.
You stared at the plastic rose as you picked it out of the bouquet and stared at it. Then you noticed a note tied to it in a light blue, almost white ribbon. You took the note and read it, wondering what this was all about. What you read made your eyes widen and gasp.
Then you dashed out of the room - wedding dress, tiara, and all - while holding the note and fake rose in your hands.