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of her and she walked over to the trunk and pulled out what I suspected was her wedding dress. It was how calm, casual and collected she was in spite of knowing that she was about to enter into a marriage she would regret for the rest of her life. I lit a real cigarette this time and sucked it in. I waited for her to approach the doorway with her dress before puffing out the cloud of smoke from both my lungs and mouth. The irritation on Leena's face gave me all the satisfaction in the world. She had no idea how much I loathe her for stealing from me. I had everything planned out for the miserable married life she was going to lead, and by the time I was done with her, she was going to beg to get a divorce from me. "What the hell do you think you are doing? Guests will be arriving any minute, do you really want them to see you smoking outside?" She asked me. I clenched my jaw and blew another cloud of smoke in her face. She began to cough, slowly and then seriously. "What... What the hell is wrong with you, Zack?? Put that away! Put that away now!" Karina, my older sister scolded me. "What is the fuss about anyway? It is just a smoke. " I said to her and turned and walked away. I heard Leena still cough as I left. The garden was full to the entrance. I stood on the wedding dias waiting to seal the deal with the evil woman I had once called my friend. The music started and that was the sign that she was about to actually take this step. She walked down the aisle, holding a bouquet of flowers. The white dress she wore was tightly fitted and clung to her body in the most sensuous way. I felt like throwing a feat of rage. I wanted a drink, alcohol, no rocks, just hot, bitter and painful. I thought I had drank eno