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VERENA'S POV

As I was standing in a bright gown looking at the beautiful bride and groom marry each other. Say their vows like no other, Feelings like, Love, Trust, Kindness, Warmth etc. We could feel all of it. The sweet dedication of their lives.




Their life couldn't be any perfect. My Grey eyes found his Ocean Blue ones. He was looking at them with grave pain marked in his heart. He Loved her so much and almost tried to do destroy the whole kingdom for her dignity but at the end she ditched him.



I hate these stuff in a love triangle novel. It ruins the whole thing. I want a novel where the once who are left behind lives a life way better than the protagonists in the story. But I don't think it's always possible.


I really wished it was possible. I was standing in a pink gown and white gloves. My black hair reached the brim of my waist, highlighting my features. I was not pretty as the bride. I was a decent looking noble.

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