You have second thoughts...

You have always been pampered and spoiled your whole life and thinking about leaving your home forever your courage dissipates quickly.

(I dont have the guts for this after all. Ive never had to do any work before. What will I do for a living if I run away now? I better return to my room quietly before anyone takes notice.)

You slowly walk back to your room. Thinking about your impending marriage your tears are flowing freely…