TITLE: FATED MISHAPS
GENRE: Young Adult
I will never be Lady Hakebourn.
He will never speak to me. He will never touch me.
These reassuring thoughts repeated themselves in my mind as the maid continued fastening the buttons that ran up the back of the wedding dress. With every button, the laces beneath the dress pushed tighter against my skin, gradually squeezing the air from my lungs, making it harder to breathe-all to please the godforsaken realm of fashion.
The day's fitting was in preparation for next week's wedding. Since it was a hasty engagement, the dress had only arrived from the seamstress this morning.
Yes, a hasty engagement. Baron Hakebourn's second wife recently died of unknown reasons, though the gossips swore that he had simply beaten her too harshly one time too many. Of course, they stopped their mutterings as soon as I came within earshot, so I haven't heard more than a whisper of that.
And unfortunately, given my recent luck, the dress seemed to fit perfectly, meaning that I couldn't send it back and have another few days of freedom. As tempted as I was to secretly rip out the seams, I knew that would only be a temporary solution. And a cowardly one at that, to place the blame on the maids. My parents would be disappointed in me if they knew. Of course, if they were still alive, I wouldn't be stuck in this predicament.