Sadness - M4M (open in new window)

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"How did this end up happening?" I asked myself as I stared at the dress a maid handed me. She told me that this was the dress I was supposed to wear tomorrow. Tomorrow. Right, tomorrow is the day of Kyungsoo's wedding. The day has finally come; the day we're going to have to separate.

I sighed as I poked the intricate beads sewn on the side of the dress. My mind then drifted to the conversation I had with my sisters a couple days previous. Was I really supposed to kill my beloved? How am I even supposed to kill the one whom I love the most in the world? My hands unconciously found their way to the dagger hidden underneath the bed.

I flinched as I slid my fingers over the sharp edges of the sword. But if I don't take his life, Ursula's going to take mine away. I don't think I'm ready to die just yet. I tried to distract my mind away from this topic, but my efforts proved wasted. I really don't want to turn into seaform. I rubbed my hand against my bare arms as I felt a sudden chill.

Sinful thoughts started pouring in my head. It's not like we're going to end up together anyways. Maybe I should just finish him off. I pressed my lips in a thin line. I would be able to return to all my family and friends. Plus, I won't need to put myself in the misery of watching Kyungsoo marry another woman. I tried to reason with myself but then an inner voice in my head spoke. No, how could you even think about murdering him?! You love him, and he deserves to live! I gripped my head in frustration. You called this upon yourself; you were the one who made a deal with Ursula that caused all this to happen.

I felt so conflicted; I felt so torn. What am I supposed to do? I wish someone could just tell me what to do.

My eyelids immediately shot up when I heard the door creak open. I quickly shoved the sword back under the bed, and looked up to see who just came in.

"Hey," Luhan greeted softly.

"Hi," I greeted back with a faint smile.

He sat next to me on the bed before continuing. "How are you holding up?"

"Fine. Perfectly fine." I looked down at my hands. "Why wouldn't I be?"

I heard him sigh before lifting my chin up. "You're a terrible liar, you know that?" I could see him crack a