Red_Roses_and_Black_Dahlias_-_Macy_T

“Do you promise? Do you promise this is the last push before we finally
get a normal life?”
Her little voice resonated in the empty bathroom. I nodded against her
neck, biting my lip and doing my best to keep the tears from falling.
“Yes, Rosita. I promise.”
She was magnificent.
***
MADDOX
Sofia possessed the kind of beauty that made it impossible to look away
and, unfortunately, I was not the only one who seemed to think so.
All eyes were focused on her as she walked down the aisle, her red soles
shoes matching the deep red she painted her lips with. Those were the only
two touches of color to her all black outfit. Her dress was conservative
enough, it had long sleeves and came down to her ankles but clung to her
body in a way that highlighted how fit she was. I could positively say that
was the first time I’d even seen her wear a dress, and what a waste that was
because she was rocking it.
A silk black scarf was wrapped around her head, and her smooth black
hair could be seen from underneath, cascading down her back. She wore
black totally opaque sunglasses and I couldn’t help but think it was because
she didn’t want anyone seeing her tears.
She walked confidently, holding her sister’s hand while people— nearly
the whole town was here, looked in awe. I could hear them whispers, see
them look her up and down, probably judging if her outfit was appropriate or
not.
Appropriate.