Chapter 113 Thirty-two

• Was this it?
• Valthor thought as he watched the woman he loved walk down the aisle in a beautiful flowing sliver dress that clung to her body so perfectly it looked like it was made for her alone. Her neck was adorned with sliver jewelry and her head a sliver crown. She was a goddess to behold a goddess who should've belonged to him alone if he wasn't such a failure.
• Just like how he'd failed five years ago, now he still failed unable to do anything but to watch her go to another man. The same man who'd made their lives miserable.