ants. Actually, I couldn’t tell if he had, but I could tell that he had started openly crying in fear. I bette

Hayden?” the boss scream

haven’t seen a photo of him and so I didn’t know what he looked like. Not that I was interested. If I had no choice

rows upon rows upon rows of men dressed head to toe in

like little kids who have been caught doing something mischievous as they looked anxi

need to worry…” a man who I assumed was one of the bos

en is late!” the boss screamed, h

ase wait just a little lon

r me!!” the boss continued to scream as he grabbed t

een found. To be honest, I don’t blame him for not turning up. I imagined that he felt the same way that I did. Who in their right mind w

hoever you are. Thank

y like I have never prayed before. I wasn’t a religious person and I hardly believed in God. Howeve

ayden has

at

here!” the boss shouted happily

or all eternity. Why did he have to turn up no

ess to face the direction of the church’s entry. The large wooden door slow

uld look like. If his father had to go so far as to arrange a marriage for him, then he’s probabl

ment as he clapped his hand joyfully a

ce clearly. Hayden didn’t walk in on his own. To be exact, it seemed that he couldn’t walk on his own or support his own weight at that m

den seems to b

seemed unconscious and unaware of his surrounding and what was going on. As t

n’t old and ugly. Hayden was tall…very tall. The two men in black supporting him were much larger and taller than standard men

ests in the church. The unpleasant stench of alcohol was so intense that I was sure that everyone could smell it.

was dea

shirt on, but someone did put white pants, a white blazer suit and a black leather pair of shoes on him. His well-defin

emed young, around my age if I had to guess, and he was tall, well-built and I guess good looking

early unconscious, but I was afraid his father would blow my brains out, literal

voiced. I couldn’t catch what they were saying but I had a good guess. I could surmise from what I’ve heard b

the old priest whispered so softl

u for pointing t

e cont