You met him on a cloudy day in the marketplace. The sky looked as if it was about to rain, or call out with thunder and spark through the dark. A large light cracked through the sky, and you flinched from the sudden sound - but there was someone more frightened.
"That scared me peeless!" You giggled at that new term as the rain started to pour. "Lady! You're going to catch a cold!" You waved him off, signaling it would be okay.
"I'm (Name)! And you?"
"Alfred F. Jones! The Hero!" You laughed. There was no such as a hero. "Your dress is swapping the floor! It's going to get dirty!"
"It's alright," you sigh. "These dresses and high heels are all disguises."
"Disguises?" Alfred was confused.
"I'm the daughter of an affluent businessman and all he does is work. Of course these dresses and high heels are disguises. We are humans after all, aren't we?" Alfred nodded, light bulb lighting on top of his head. "I have to go! Bye, Alfred!"
"Bye!" He could have swear that was the most gorgeous and beautiful girl he ever met in his life. He wanted to court her - but no. Not just her. Her parents, in fact.
"What exactly is this nonsense?" It was early in the morning, and your father had just woken you with his loud shout. "You want to court my daughter!? YOU? You're just a poor soldier! Go away! Never return!"
"Father!" You came, running down the stairs.
"(Name) is the most beautifulest girl I've ever met."
"Enough with the sweet, pep talks. There is no way." Alfred's blue eyes searched yours for an answer. You only closed your (e/c) eyes, ran back to your room and cried from the pressure.
Your father was tired of Alfred's constant comings that he had agreed to the marriage.
Though in due time as if it was a joke, he was pulled away. Pulled away from home, to war.
"(Name), I have always loved you. Will you marry me?" You only nodded as he slipped the ring onto your finger, the soft silvery ring brightly shining under the sun.
As if it was a curse, you had tossed yourself in an accident a few days after Alfred had left. Your beauty was corrupted, all taken away. Alfred wouldn't want you anymore, would he.
You had sent a letter to Alfred requesting to release him of their marriage promise, which he did not reply to even months later.
It wasn't until the road to recovery did your mother come to see you with a message that broke and shatter your heart into pieces.
"Honey," she sat by your bed, holding a red envelope in hand. "Alfred dear is getting married." Your mother only handed you the envelope as you opened it, trying to suppress the tears from your eyes.
You only opened the wedding invitation to see what exactly was going on.
"December 21st, 20xx. - Alfred F. Jones and (Name)(Last Name)'s Wedding Reception and Ceremony."
Your tears couldn't hold their own as they fell onto the wedding invitation.
Even after you request the release of the wedding, he still wanted it to go on. Though the upsetting part was, he didn't know of your gone beauty.
"(Name)." It was that voice. That voice that you fell in love with. "I'm back." You covered your face with your hands, the red opened envelope falling onto the floor.
Alfred only grabs your wrist, as if he knew what had happened. "Your mother told me, (Name)! There is no need to hide!"
"Leave me alone, Alfred! I'm ugly! You don't want to marry me! I'm not the (Name) you once loved!"
"You are! Nothing has changed within you. I did not love you for your appearance nor your beauty. I loved you for you are inside and your beautiful personalities." Your hands moved away from your face, revealing your scars.
"Alfred..." You only mumbled under your breath. "I'm so sorry..." You threw your arms around him, crying.
"You're still the person I fell in love with. You will forever be the person I love," he whispered. "Will you marry me?"
"Didn't I say yes?" Alfred only pulled you into a kiss as you returned it with the same emotion.