The day I was broken

As I awoke from my interrupted sleep, the sound of rushing and shouting filled my ears. It was of course the day I had been waiting for my whole life, and by the sounds of it, so had everyone else.

I could hear the maids scuttling around, arranging flowers outside my front door. I could hear the clanging of knives and forks against my brand new oak table. My eyes were still closed, I felt as though my dream was finally becoming a delightful reality. Half of me didn’t really want to wake up from my dream of the night before where I dreamt of the moment I walked down the aisle accompanied by my Father.I pictured how beautiful I would look, my snow coloured satin dress, flowing behind me, glistening in time with the flickering of the golden candles. I just can’t wait! At long last, I opened my eyes to the elegant room I had slept in.

Through my thin white silk curtains, I saw the glowing of thick snow upon the ground outside. The day just keeps getting better! The weather was just as I had hoped, and matching my stunningly elegant outfit. It seemed as though God was on my side today, and nothing could get me down.I felt such a buzz of excitement whilst looking at my wedding dress, delicately draped over my glass mirror, which reflected my gleaming fresh face as I sat up. This day, the 22nd of December was my day to shine and not one person could make me feel differently.

My shining, diamond tiara sparkled on the dressing table, as though it was just waiting for me to place it upon my glossy hair. Everything was perfect, just as I imagined, I could smell the sweet scent of lilies and tulips rising to the top floor of my mansion. It surrounded me like a wall of enchantment.It contrasted perfectly with the smell of delicious roast pork and the delectable and sweet aroma of mulled wine. The moment had eventually arrived. July 19th, 1809, is another day that will never leave my memory. The day I met the love of my life, Compeyson. I remember my feelings that day, exactly how my stomach felt when the butterflies filled me, that was the last time I felt this excited.

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It was the event of the year and me and my future love were both there to witness it. I remember how I felt the first time I set my eyes on his glowing green eyes and shining black hair. I was stunned completely by his elegance.The first time I caught his beautiful smile shoot my way, it almost felt an honour. His face stole my attention away from the glamorous ballroom dancers and the delightful music filling my ears. The moment I set my eyes upon him, I knew he was the one for me. Before the end of the evening.

Before the end of the evening dawned, we had danced the night away so much that my poor toes were filled with aches and pains. Even so, I could not wait to see him again. My head every night since then has been filled with dreams of my knight in shining armour, thankfully saving me from my hollow and spiritless life.Meeting Compeyson made me who I am today. The last bubbles from my morning bath disappeared down the drain as I saw my peachy reflection in the mirror.

I did look outstanding, even if I do say so myself. My make up stood before me as if it was itching to be used, itching to become part of the excitement. I prepared to place my dress on my waiting body, and the excitement tripled inside of me. I looked so beautiful, the best I had ever looked in my life. As I stared into the glass mirror, just picturing Compeyson’s face when he saw me in my outfit. Just then, I was taken from my fantasy by a loud knocking on my bedroom door.Who could this be? I knew not Compeyson surely, as every man knows it is bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding! The door swung open behind me interrupting me from my thoughts. It was one of the many maids, frantic with her hair a mess on the top of her head.

I was shocked to hear her tell me it was a letter from Compeyson, just arrived. I snatched the letter in complete excitement. What could it say? Thoughts were rushing through my wondering head about why he would be writing to me now. Most likely a love letter expressing his lust for me and his content over our big day.I couldn’t wait to read his note, I knew from his rushed handwriting on the envelope that he was just as overwhelmed as me.

‘Katherine, I never meant for it to come to this, I hope one day you can forgive m, But this is where I have to say Goodbye, I cannot go through with this, Greatest apologies, Compeyson. ‘ The emotion running through my veins was unexplainable, untameable. Fury, disgust and confusion. What? I do not understand. Is this some kind of sick joke? I was totally overwhelmed with shock and horror.

I felt as though a volcano had erupted beneath my heart, and it had been slowly ripped to shreds.Traumatised. All my memories of him seemed to burn into ashes and I felt as though I would never get them back. Who is he? No longer a friend, no longer a husband to be. My whole life was planned out ahead of me, and now the path had crumbled beneath my one shoe! I can no longer continue life in this way.

No man will ever compare to what we had, I do not understand. I will not let this happen again! I will remain in this room for the rest of my days – wearing these clothes, at this moment in time. Capturing this moment. Forever, until the day Compeyson will return to me!