Wedding Dream 소설 & 이야기

Vega usually was the one that had it all together, but this wedding business has turned her into a bridezilla, and we haven't even really begun preparing for anything. I told Vega about the dream I had about us getting married, and then she understood why I wanted a double wedding. In my dream, we were on a beach, though, so the setting would be different, but that's ok. Maybe we could go to the coast for our honeymoon. Either way, I'm stoked that we are on board for a double wedding now.

It just didn’t feel real. I didn’t dare close my eyes for too long for fear that when I reopened them again, I would find out that everything about this wedding was just a sweet fantasy dream that I’d had countless times before. Ever since I was a small girl, I had dreamt of my wedding day many times before. Each time, some details may have been different such as the dress that I had on or the wedding venue, or how the ceremony would play out. However, the one thing that remained constant in all my dreams was the identity of my groom. I would always marry him, and no one else. “Don’t you dare mess this up, Dahlia…”

But those dreams felt distant now, replaced by a stark reality I hadn't anticipated. A pang of longing tugged at my heart as I imagined walking down the aisle with a partner who loved me deeply. The image of blissful union and shared dreams flickered in my mind, but it quickly dissipated, replaced by the cold truth of my circumstances. This was not the fairytale wedding I had once envisioned.

its just a dream" Lily also said that but why didn't it feel so. I have had tons of dreams before but this one just seemed too off, too scary, too real. I am really over thinking this, maybe I should just stop worrying so much. Its just a dream. "Where did you get that" she yelled out of nowhere making me flinch a little. "Get what?" I asked "That" she pointed to my wrist where my silver bracelet sat. "Oh, it was a birthday gift" "Its beautiful" she held my arm, staring awestruck at the thing.

he said, his tone deeper now, like the words had been buried for too long. I shook my head. “I’ve asked you that before, but you didn’t answer.” He hesitated, then exhaled slowly, his gaze fixed on mine. “The night before your wedding, I had a dream. You were crying in your wedding dress, and you kept calling for help. I woke up and I couldn’t breathe. It felt like something inside me was tearing apart.” My chest tightened, my breath faltering. He took a step closer, his eyes never leaving mine.

It was the perfect theme for a wedding night but my groom was nowhere to be found. I know I shouldn’t expect anything from him but I’ve always dreamed about my wedding and the night. Rose worked so hard to give me my dream wedding and honestly, I couldn’t have asked for more. The whole sweetness of the day had gotten so deep into my head that I forgot it was all a lie. This isn’t the perfect wedding people thinking is, they were all laughing and cheering us, and I could even see a lot of the girls envying me. They wish they were in my shoes.

These were the things some so-called third party kept repeating to me in the dream, over and over. I nodded and agreed to him. I wouldn't marry. I'd go with him, throw away everything and follow him without a backward glance. When the dream ended, I was standing in a wedding dress in front of another man who loved me deeply. The minister was asking me, "Do you take this man to be your husband?" Before I could answer, someone suddenly burst into the wedding. The room erupted. Jack, looking utterly disheveled, rushed up to me, his eyes red, and shouted.

Neither of them even looked at it this time as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her in a way that she knew she would never grow tired of. A dream series continues with part 3 After the Dream