On the Night of the Breakup of the Engagement, a Seven-Day Death Curse Was Discovered in the Bridal Chamber

Red candles flicker. The wedding hall was full of guests, drinking and drinking among each other. I sat on the edge of the bed with my red hijab, my fingertips pinched into my palms, listening to the noise outside. They were childhood sweethearts for three years and got engaged once. I thought it was the end of all hardships. Footsteps are approaching.