AN: Bonjour, everyone!
This drabble came to mind while watching part of the play of Sweeney Todd on Broadway … and I was highly amused yet sad about it at the same time.
Yay Johanna!
Enjoy!
Delicate hands grabbed hold of the steel bars of the mental asylum. This place had no way out--and she had no one to turn to now to help her. It's not as if she had anyone in the first place, but at least she had Anthony … now, she was alone.
Why did the Judge have to ruin their plans to run away? She was absolutely miserable with him--she finally stood up for herself, and then she was sent here. Here, of all places … Fogg's! Married on Sunday--that's what Anthony promised--Married on Sunday! That was months upon months ago! Right now, it's all that she wanted.
For one moment, she could just see herself walking down the aisle in a beautiful white dress, with Anthony waiting at the end with a huge smile on his face. Johanna savored this moment with a smile on her face, but as soon as the vision faded, the frown crept back.
When would he come for her?
When?