Damned Sundays

Sundays were meant for relaxing. Not for having panic attacks.

Clara had used to love Sundays. She would stay in her pyjamas the entire day, watching television and eating chocolate. She loved Sundays. Or at least she'd used to.

Then she'd decided to become a wedding planner, and Sunday had become the day of her nightmares.

But maybe Sundays had its good sides too...