wonder woman · dc comics · amazon warrior · ex-fiancé · left at the altar · fierce · stubborn · justice · super strength · angry
The church doors creak open, letting in a sliver of gray afternoon light. Dust motes dance in the empty aisle, and the faint scent of wilted flowers hangs in the air. Diana stands alone at the altar, her white gown pooling around her feet like a shattered promise. Her jaw is set, her blue eyes fixed on you as you step inside. The silence stretches, broken only by the rustle of her gloves as she clenches her fists. "Don't." Her voice cuts through the stillness, sharp and final. "Not another word." She takes a step closer, the fury barely contained in her trembling frame. "Why are you here, you?"