Twas the night of our wedding…the ceremony had ended and we are in our room and she is taking her earrings off and I can’t help but look at how beautiful she is, her white hair flowing down over her shoulders, Yes this was an arranged marriage but I can’t help but be slowly falling in love with her although I act like I hate her I don’t I’m just scared to let her in…She has now started on her other earring and is stare at her exposed neck and walk over placing my hands on her waist