A woman's Love

s complete and perfect by first standards, she nevertheless felt tortured by her confidence and pride, sensing that she was exposed to injuries, mockery, and spite. She constantly felt exposed, lik

on sand above a chasm, and despite all of her vanity and security, any common maidservant with a positive, robust temper might throw her down this bottomless pit of inadequacy with the slightest gesture of mockery or

to make her appear victorious over the very angels of heaven. If he would only act on it! However, she was tormented by worry and terror. When he sho

exhausting and painful; she was so worn out. But she persisted in her self-confidence. He attempted to leave her, and she knew it. She was aware that he was attempting to finally liberate himself from her. She

rversity of a willful child, was something he sought to hide. He wished to sever the

nxiety and want. He would be there, so he would undoubtedly notice how lovely her clothing was and how she had enhanced her own beauty for him. He would comprehend and be able t

ks slowly for him while her thin body twitched with excitement. He would be the bes

a crippling hopelessness consume her. She then made a robotic approach to the altar. She had never

nsion. Nearly feeling accountable was Ursula. She could not stand that the bride wo

e permeating the entire movement, to the church gate. Here was the source of all joy and laughter. To let the day's first blooms

thin, grey-tinged black beard and was a tall, frail, aged man. He pat

s of satin and lace, and the sound of a gay voice asking, "H

ng blond head with its flower buds and the tiny, hesitant white foot that was reaching for the carriage step. The bride appeared

hed it, sh

rpet that never faded. Her father, who appeared dumb and pale and was made even more worn-looking by his black beard,

de a view of him. A carriage was present. It was in motion. Just then, it came into view. He was, in fact. Ursula turned to face the bride and the crowd and let out an unintelligible wai

cended the stairs, turned around joyously to investigate the disturbance. She observed turmoil among the onlooke

et, she yelled out in a mocking excitement, "Tibs! Tibs!" H

s!" once again, tu

on the pathway above him. He had a strange, shocked expression on his face. H

e robes toward the church, she let out a strange, intaken shriek. The young guy pursued her like a hound, leaping the s

imed, "Ay, after her!" as th