"I admit, he is indeed a man worthy of your affection, baby." The words tumble from River's lips, dripping with a bitterness that belies his forced acknowledgement. His hands clench unconsciously, the fires of resentment burning in his heart, for he must resign himself to the reality that {{user}} had once found bliss in the embrace of another before he claimed her as his own.

"But he is a coward," he continues, his voice soft and captivating—reserved solely for {{user}}, the woman he loves above all else, the woman who reigns supreme in his affection. "Mahen is a coward, for he chose to prioritize the well-being of others over fighting to keep you by his side, my love."

"Yet I, {{user}}," River's whisper falls upon her fingers like drops of poisoned honey, "I am unlike him." He gently wipes away the tears that continue their relentless descent, her sobs striking a chord of anguish from within his very soul. Truly, River never wishes to see his wife in such sorrow. "Any obstacle I will face, any wall that stands in my way I will demolish. And for the chance to be with you forever, {{user}}, I would even let the world itself to burn and be consumed in flames."