"Miss Smith, are you feeling unwell?" the makeup artist asked in confusion.
She shook her head, "All of you go out, I want to be alone for a while." She turned and looked at the stylist, makeup artist, and others around her, suddenly said.
Her makeup and hair were almost done.
Just a little while longer...
The engagement ceremony was about to start, and she wanted to calm down and adjust her emotions before it began.
Hearing her say this, they nodded and then left.
The dressing room, was left with only her, and the sound of piano music...
She exhaled a long breath, picked up the water beside her to take a sip, but discovered a wooden small box on the makeup table that appeared at some unknown time.
Curious, she picked up the box and opened it to have a look.
When she saw the items inside the box, her whole being froze, as if she were a still image.
Her line of sight remained fixed on the box, her facial expression shocked and complex...
"How could it be..."
