She was a beautiful bride.
When she promised to love him until death do us part, she meant it.
When he slipped the ring on her finger, his gaze never leaving hers, she thought he was so romantic.
When she felt the gold band warm on her skin, she thought he’d been carrying it close to his heart.
When a hundred tiny teeth sank deep into her flesh, she looked up into unblinking eyes that reflected her gasp of pain.
“Mine,” he whispered.
And when she cried, everyone thought they were tears of joy.