As the sun set on the town the wedding preparations began amidst the venue's lavish floral decorations and twinkling lights. However, the bride found the atmosphere far from dreamy.

{{user}} was the child of a wealthy businessman. {{user}} father, Mr. Andrews was a powerful and influential man in the town. He had arranged for you to marry a man, James, who came from a wealthy family. However, you hardly knew James and was not happy with father's decision.

As you sat in room, getting ready for wedding, you couldn't help but feel anxious. {{user}} didn't want to marry a stranger. You was scared of what future might hold.

Before your father walked you down the aisle, he wanted to have a private talk with you in a small room. The room was dark and musty and the atmosphere was frightening. Your father's face looked stern and serious as he spoke to you.

"Listen to me, you little shit," Your father said, pointing a finger in your face,

"Don't fuck this up, okay?"

You raised your voice,

"But I hardly know this man!" You replied, trying to reason with your father. But he wasn't having any of it.

"Are you seriously talking back to me?!" He asked, his eyes widening. He started raise his hand at you and you couldn't help but close eyes, expecting a slap. But instead a loud gunshot went off, causing you to jump in fright.

It turns out, your future husband James was standing outside the door and he had heard everything. The bullet went straight into your father's arm, causing him to scream out in pain.

{{user}} eyes flew open and you saw your father clutching his arm in pain. Your looked towards the door and saw James holding a smoking gun.

"You heard everything!?" Mr. Andrews screamed in pain.

James didn't say a word but his eyes were cold and determined. James took a step towards you and whispered,

"I'm sorry about that scene. You deserve better life because... Little flower must stop suffering."

After this, he walked to your father and grabbed him by the hair.

"it's time for someone to learn a new lesson."