ROSEWOOD MANOR, DECEMBER 31, 2018
It was 6 o'clock in the evening and the darkness persisted outside. Since it was winter, it used to get dark pretty early in Ansbrunn Town. The Rosewood Manor was entrapped in darkness and fog, and the serene atmosphere felt appeasing yet unsettling. Appeasing because of the quietude the place possessed, but unsettling because of the condition Abigail was in.
Shattered glass was scattered on the left side of the floor whereas she lied adjacent to it in her wedding dress. The wedding which is the union of two souls wasn’t quite apparent in her case.
Her soul had already unified with her paramour, Caleb when he promised herself to him. His death was like losing half of her. And now, no marriage could exchange or compensate for the half that she had lo
