Flash Fiction (300 words)

Saturday, 9 January, 2021.

 "What if he didn't show up, what if he canceled on me the last minute again?" Tamara's worry began to grow. She couldn't deny herself the truth that stared at her two years ago after spending months and hours planning the big day that never happened. Remembering how Israel defiled her before the wedding and used her lack of virginity as an excuse for not showing up for their wedding give her goose bumps all over that she began to shake. She has promised herself not to walk down that same road again, but she was doing it again with no much difference, and for that minute, she felt Kingsley would be no difference. She felt it deep within her bones as if it was happening again before her. "What if I am making the same mistake again!" She thought aloud, but before her makeup artist could read meaning to it, she ran out like a mad woman to call it off, but no one was there. Her mind faltered, she couldn't hold back the tears again and as she cried, the driver of her awaiting jeep horned. 'Oh God!' she muttered.  She looked up, ran to the Jeep and hopped in while trying to tell herself that it would be over soon. 

She was still crying and telling herself she would call it off when she saw the only person she had had her mind fixed on since the day before, smiling in his black tuxedo. He was looking calm and more handsome than before.

Tamara couldn't believe her eyes, right there in the hall was the man who truly owns her heart. She jumped on him and he picked her up. They began to giggle like teenagers infront of everyone, but you know what, neither of them mind.
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