I was stunned when I realized the state of my wedding dress. "Why would you pour ink on this dress?"

My tone came out squeaky and a bit scared. I hated it but there was nothing I could do to stop it.

"W-what are you trying to do?" I moved back when she would not reply and still approached me with a pair of scissors.

My back hit the clean yet cold tiled wall of the bathroom and kept my gaze on her.

"You think you can have my spotlight?!" She spat angrily.

"I-I...drop the weapon, Mia." I ...