I am standing at the altar . Dressed in black suit. I was surprised to what I am right now. Someone entered in red carpet. He looked so beautiful in white suit . With a crown of flowers in his head and a bouquet in his hand .Fuck man!! he was more beautiful than a lady. Two girls ( children) behind him were catching each end of his Veil. A man by his side holding his left hand .
Someone distracted me. It was mum . "Yuki Yuki" said mum ;"yeah!"
"Marry him even though u don't love him . Did u hear that?"
shit wait what?? I am in the middle of a marriage . I am marring off to a stranger . I don't even know that guy . fuck!
"yuki u herd that?"
"yeah"
mom went back to her seat .
He is standing next to me now .I don't know what the hell should I do . when it was exchanging ring session , Oh man !! I don't want to give my hand it's ugly too ugly infront of him .
when I pulled out my hand it was so beautiful . I felt that it wasn't my hand . He put the ring in mine and I in him . When the priest told us to kiss I couldn't wait for that moment . He was too damn attractive so I pulled him and kissed him . We eventually got married .
Life was going on well. I was working from home . And he was working in office.
That morning he went to office as usual and I stayed at home like I usually do . As I was seriously into my work a call broke my interest from my work .
"Hello?"
"Hello ! umm are u Yuki?"
"yeah I am "
"Are u Mio's husband ?"
"Umm yeah!"
"can u come to hospital?"
Hospital ?? what the heck happened to him . I couldn't even think positive . I rushed to the hospital without seeing what I was wearing and why should I ? Right now Mio is the most important thing . I reached the hospital and fuck the news doctor gave me .
He was death -
My Mio is death .
I couldn't control my tears .It poured down uncomfortable. I closed my eyes and than opened it ;here I am standing near his cemetery .
I wish I shouldn't have let him leave for work that morning if I knew he would be gone forever .
Suddenly I opened my eyes I was in my bed with same familiar ceiling . I realised that I wasn't a boy and that it was only just a dream.
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