Today was the day I dreaded the most in this world: the mating ceremony. I knew he was only doing it because he was going to gain something out of this whole situation and not the fact that he actually wanted to be with me. I stepped inside the dress and the maids helped zip it up, several other people came to do my hair and makeup, but I didn't feel like this day was special. I knew it wasn't special. It hurt, but at some point, it was something that I had to accept and move on from. I don't want to keep being sad about someone not loving me the way I want them to. I have people around me who cared about me and loved me. They're not a lot, but that still counts as something.
Once all those people were done fixing my hair and makeup, I quietly thanked them as they left the room. Astrid s
