The Love From Vengeance

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ARIEL’S POV

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I found a comfortable seat and settled myself down, since today was the day for the awaited wedding.

Yeah, I know; it’s only been a few days since this crazy idea popped up.

I glanced at the mirror in front of me, and I saw the makeup artists approaching with their brushes and palettes. They were all looking beautiful and had huge makeup on their faces, to the point that I was terrified the moment they stepped in. I got to ask: were they running a test on themselves before they came here, or what?

“Good morning, Miss,” one of them greeted. She seemed to be the leader around here. “I’m Dayton, and we are all glad to be at your service.”

“That’s nice. Then you guys should get to work then. You know what they say: Time waits for nobody. “I gave them a silly laugh after those words.

“Don’t worry, miss; we’ll get this done in no time,” another one of them said, with a huge smile on

her face.

“And we’re going to make you the most beautiful creature in the world,” another said, moving her hand dramatically. I think I should know the names of these people.

After a little and humorous conversation, they began to apply makeup to my face, enhancing my natural features and giving me a radiant glow. Gentle movements, skillful hands.

And while they did that, my eyes couldn’t help but wander over to the corner of the room where my sparkling wedding gown hung gracefully on its hanger.

The sight of it caused me to remember the time when I first got married to Luke. Back then, I was filled with bitterness, knowing that my life was going to be ruined. I never knew that I would break

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now is a vision of elegance and beauty, adorned with delicate lace and shimmering beads that catch the light with every movement. Five stars to whoever designed it. It was really beautiful, and Luke was

I couldn’t help but reflect on the journey that had led me to this moment. Those heartbreaking and gut–wrenching moments, when happiness was really

I had some knowledge of their names, but I

everyone explode, especially her lover,” Stephanie spoke with that tiny voice of hers. She, too, was one of the makeup

artists.

saying anything, just letting them carry

bridesmaids joined me in the bridal suite. I didn’t know, but since they were all smiling, their presence brought a sense

my mind back to that wedding with Luke years ago. These types of individuals showed up, causing me to smile at that time. But it changed nothing; sadness was still sadness, and sorrow was still the

they were not my friends, they tried to be my pillars of support, willing to lend a listening ear or offer a comforting hug because they could see the pain in my eyes. And I felt incredibly grateful to have them by my side that day. Even though I was still shattered.

touches of makeup were applied, I couldn’t help but steal glances at the clock. Time seemed to move both too fast and too slowly. Every passing minute brought me closer to the moment I would say “I

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get millions of headaches. There was a witch in that house, and who knows? More people like her might come to add fuel to the fire. But I knew I

I looked at myself in the mirror, feeling a surge of confidence.

a goddess, ready to walk down the aisle and meet my partner at the altar. That good–for–nothing idiot. He too was going to be shocked if he saw this face, as was everyone else who had

looking all perfect,” Dayton said, blowing me a kiss. I couldn’t help but

is really lucky to have you in his life,” Abigail said with a

was going down in my mind.

I have to say,

look at myself in the mirror while the makeup artists stood close to me, along with the

perfect sign. She was one of

good, isn’t it?” Dayton asked, looking at me. I nodded. “That means we can get

have to wait,” Anna told her immediately.

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wedding dress?”