my lover

my lover (pt 1)

two lovers, held apart by the people around them.

I stood in the mirror, looking at my reflection. I was in a cream colored dress and cute pink boots. I hated it. I wish I could show off my style, but Mother and Father would never let me look like such a disgrace, even in the comfort of my bedroom. If they ever caught me dressing like this, I would be hit with the ruler so many times, my scars would have scars. "Rosemary, come on down! It's almost time for church, and you haven't eaten yet!" my mother yelled up the stairs.      "Of course, Mother." I replied flatly. I made my way down the rosewood staircase, careful not to slip on the ones covered in mini baby statues.                                                                                                          "Father is quite upset with you, you know. He found out you skipped church to go to the Fence of Seperation."