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At this moment, my mental world was on the brink of collapse.
I could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion, between the past and the present.
I could only watch helplessly as everything unfolded before me.
There was no way to stop it.
"Ritual complete, take her to the bridal chamber!"
At the shout, several Old Women guided a group of men.
They placed the groom into a coffin.
Then, their gaze shifted toward the bride.
The men’s expressions were fierce as they slowly approached her.
Seeing this scene, an ominous premonition surged within me.
I knew what these men intended to do!
Yet, I could do nothing.
I could only watch helplessly as everything unfolded before me.
"Don't!"
I screamed with all my might.
But no matter how hard I tried, my voice could not reach the outside world.
I could only watch helplessly as several men forcibly shoved the bride into the coffin.
Then, she lay there with her beloved groom in the same coffin.
Bang!
The lid of the coffin was slammed shut.
Nails were driven in tightly.
I heard the bride struggling and crying inside the coffin.
I felt her despair and fear deep within her heart.
At the same time, my own spirit shattered completely.
With a thud, I collapsed to the ground, weeping uncontrollably.
Then, I saw the people around me emotionlessly changing the red curtains.
From red to white.
The festive flower hall had turned into a mourning hall.
Everyone had changed into white mourning garments.
The joyful sounds of music had transformed into funeral dirges.
The entire scene resembled a funeral procession, carrying a coffin towards the back mountain of the Li Family Dam.
That was the burial place for the deceased of the Li Family.
Only now did I understand that this wedding was never a wedding at all!
It was a funeral!
Everything I had witnessed was real!
It was not an illusion!
When I awoke, I found myself once again dressed in that wedding dress.
Although I had tried to burn it before, every day I woke up, that wedding dress would still be on me.
No matter how hard I tried to rid myself of it, nothing worked.
Thinking of this, I cried in despair.
Tears streamed down my cheeks, and my eyes were filled with despair.
I felt like a little bird trapped in a cage, unable to escape.
The events of last night replayed vividly in my mind.
It was as if I had been the bride from last night.
Thinking of this made me cry uncontrollably.
I had no idea what I had done to deserve this, to be forced into that damned Wedding Dress!
What was worse was that I had also seen Wang Zhan's corpse!
Could it be that I would die in this Ghost Marriage as well?
As this thought crossed my mind, the contents of that diary surfaced in my memory.
"Am I about to die?"
Those words struck me like a sharp knife, piercing deep into my heart.
Could it be that...
Would I, like the owner of the diary, be tortured to death by this Wedding Dress?
I didn't know what to do.
Nor did I know how to escape this nightmare.
At this moment, I was engulfed in despair.
It felt as if an invisible net had ensnared me, trapping me with no way out.
I felt an unprecedented fear.
It was as if death was slowly closing in on me...
At this moment, I already knew the fate that awaited me.
After everything I had been through, I gradually accepted this outcome.
Perhaps this is my destiny!
I quietly awaited the arrival of death.
As night fell, I watched as those Old Women appeared once more.
They stuffed a piece of cloth into my mouth and then placed a red veil over me.
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