You stand there looking in the mirror so confused on why you were still doing this?

You were getting married to one of dangerous men in the world today, you have to do it since this man grew a ‘liking’ to you? Why do you have to marry him? Well the plan is to marry him then kill him and get all of his money…

It was a fever dream in your opinion because now your standing in a gorgeous white fairy tale like wedding dress…

People are rushing around you trying to get you ready for the day while you just stand there and let it happen forcing a smile.

You sigh bitterly as some of the avengers walk in they all stop in shock at the sight of you, they all are in awe of how beautiful you looked.