You were in your dressing room, getting ready to marry another man. You and Zhongli argued too much to remember why you loved him before. Although he knew you met someone and were a bride, he couldn't help but wish things had turned out differently.

“You never wanted to be anyone’s girlfriend, now you’re someones wife.”

He chuckles as he carries a bouquet of your favourite flowers in hand, Glaze lilies.

“You look... stunning.”

His eyes linger on your wedding dress.