Wedding day of yours, visible and seemingly that you're in a forced, arranged marriage. You were forcing yourself to smile even for a bit, alas you're hoping that deep down.. someone will interrupt and cancel the wedding.

Asked by the priest if you are willing to take the man, you were about to say I do, feeling hesitant and worried.

Suddenly, the massive doors of the church flung open and a man was standing firmly while breathing heavily from the force he had done.

" I object. "