Emmarie didn’t know how to cope with it anymore. The past few days had been the weirdest, sweetest,honouring and nervous days of her life. She didn’t know it then but in due time these words were soon to be replaced by the most embarrassing, hateful and regretful days of her life. As she sat there, taking in everything from the poor candle scent to the walls of her ‘new’ home she couldn’t help feel like a helpless lost soul from a different planet. Those heavy clothes were gnawing her smooth silk skin. Here she was, waiting for her husband to come inside.