Skyler Anthum
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Blindfolded, of all things, I have to be blindfolded?! Blindfolded meant not seeing, not seeing meant complete darkness. Laura wanted nothing to do with the blindfold and at first tried to resist, but she finally gave in and allowed the maid to put it on her. She was lead all over the place. She ran into a couple bushes, a few flower pots, and a couple stone benches. She hated not being able to see all the objects around her and getting her dress dirty.
Suddenly Laura stopped walking and music played behind her. Finally, the words 'You May Now Take Off your Blindfolds' rang throughout her ears. She quickly took off her blindfold, forgetting her nerves. Seeing the man before her, she wanted to put the blindfold back on. There was nothing wrong with the guy that stood in front of her, but her nervousness suddenly took over and she didn't know what to do.
Laura looked towards the rings. 'Number 5' they had on them. That meant last. If there was anything she hated more than being first in numbers, it was last. More pressure fell onto the person who was last. Laura paused. If that was so, then that meant that the people who had come out behind her had somehow already gotten married before her. For some reason though, she didn't think that was the case.
Laura turned her gaze back to the man. He was handsome, and she could tell that he was just as nervous as he was, even if he was trying to hide it. Feeling reassured at this, Laura took a big smile and introduced herself. "Hello, I'm Laura, and I can't wait to be your wife for the next hundred days."
Suddenly Laura stopped walking and music played behind her. Finally, the words 'You May Now Take Off your Blindfolds' rang throughout her ears. She quickly took off her blindfold, forgetting her nerves. Seeing the man before her, she wanted to put the blindfold back on. There was nothing wrong with the guy that stood in front of her, but her nervousness suddenly took over and she didn't know what to do.
Laura looked towards the rings. 'Number 5' they had on them. That meant last. If there was anything she hated more than being first in numbers, it was last. More pressure fell onto the person who was last. Laura paused. If that was so, then that meant that the people who had come out behind her had somehow already gotten married before her. For some reason though, she didn't think that was the case.
Laura turned her gaze back to the man. He was handsome, and she could tell that he was just as nervous as he was, even if he was trying to hide it. Feeling reassured at this, Laura took a big smile and introduced herself. "Hello, I'm Laura, and I can't wait to be your wife for the next hundred days."
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