It's a male's voice, and the mere sound and tone of it makes me freeze in recognition.
I don't turn around or say anything in greeting back.
I just stand there, closing my eyes – instantly regretting that – willing the person that is somewhere behind me to just… fade away.
They've haunted my memories enough; surely, I think to myself desperately, internally cursing a God that I had been sure mustn't have existed.
I jump when my father's voice speaks again, right next to my ear, his hot, disgusting breath on my neck. "Now, now, Isabella; that's no way to be with your father, now is it?"
His voice, oh god, it's exactly as it was all those years ago… malicious and scary, yet sickeningly sweet…
It sends chills up my spine.
Ok, ok, before you go off at me and say "why are you doing that! It's her wedding coming up!" As I said, this needs to happen. There won't be any massive fall out that'll take chapters and chapters... this is just something that needed to happen... something I was working towards since the beginning of this story. :D
It's kind of like character strength building, really...
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