By Natasha Webster
As I walked down the aisle, I knew who’d be waiting for me in the end.
It was the same person that held me captive and proposed my death just 2 short months prior to the ‘big day’.
By Natasha Webster
As I walked down the aisle, I knew who’d be waiting for me in the end.
It was the same person that held me captive and proposed my death just 2 short months prior to the ‘big day’.
One Comment
Deb Codding
Excellent start to a story I want to read.