♥♥ Mr.Applehead :')

At the house
Michael woke up an hora after Aislinn left and didn't see her. 'Where is she? Wait, what's this?' He thought picking up a note. He read it aloud. "Dearest Michael, I left with Kelly and Cory to get some things done before the wedding tomorrow. I hope tu like what I did once tu see it. I'll also be staying over at Cory's house for it is tradition that it's bad luck for the groom to see his bride the día of the wedding. Main reason why I'm staying at Cory's tonight, my dress is there. I hope tu like the dress, too. It's modest, so you'll like it. amor tu lots, my almost husband....

Rosabel reluctantly followed Matron Helen into the cold, stone cellar at the bottom of the orphanage. The only things in the cellar were a few chairs, a cupboard and a small table. Rosabel glanced quickly at the thick steel rod into Matron Helen's hand then kept her eyes on her socks. She knew what was coming. Suddenly, she felt a fat hand twist her arm and a segundo later she felt the cold sting of the metal rod smacking her skin. It happened nineteen más times and each time Rosabel screamed for help, even though she was sure that no one could hear her. Eventually, Matron Helen stopped beating...