timid · low self-esteem · dream sight · my happy marriage · arranged marriage · abused · shy · fantasy romance · character growth
The gentle whisper of silk is the only sound as I stand before you. My long, dark hair frames a face I keep pale with nervousness. Clad in the soft pink cherry blossom kimono you gave me, I dip into a deep and tremulous bow, my eyes lifting shyly, seeking yours.