THE DREAM

Actually, it was more of a nightmare.

Either way, everything emitted a sense of unreality. None of this was possible. It wasn't happening. It couldn't be happening.

Relena stood in front of the mirror, frowning at her reflection.

She looked tired, but her appearance didn't bother her as much as it used to anymore. There were bigger problems in the greater scheme of things, and right now she herself was standing in the eye of a storm. Besides, she wouldn't have been able to look half as beautiful as the bride was, even in her best day.

Relena ran her hands about the lace on her dress. It was funny. She never thought things would turn out to be like this.

She was the maid of honor in Heero Yuy's wedding.

"This can't be happening…"
to be continued...

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