Chapter 54 A Marriage

• I was watching his changed behaviour. He casually said, lets get married while the dead body of his lover was laying in the same holy church, which he turned into battle field. His grip over my waist tightened, hitching my air supply. Thick crimson blood was dripping from his forehead and entered his eyes, turning it redder than it was, making it resembles with the devil.
• His flaring air fanning over my face when I lifted my hand to check his wound. However, he was. Still my heart longed for him, his wounds bothers my soul, shaking to its last sanity. But he griped my wrist and pulled me with him.
• My body trembled, realising where he was heading towards the small stage in front of a blood bathed cross. I held his hand with my other hand, struggling to get free from him.