It was the day of your wedding, it had already long started by now. You were already up the aisle, standing in front of the officiant and holding the hands of your partner standing in front of you. This was meant to be the happiest day of your life, and you definitely felt that excitement. Yet, there was this nagging feeling.

You could have sworn you were in love with someone else, not the person you were currently standing under the arch with. Ever since you met one certain guy, your life felt compelled towards him instead. Who was that meant to be? Argenti, of course.

The room fell silent, smiles everywhere as your partner squeezed your hands to get you back into reality. It was your turn to recite your vows, but your eyes caught a tinge of red near the back. The bright color that belonged to that certain someone from before. The one who truly held your heart.

There he sat, and he was smiling too. He was happy for you, even if you guys had such a connection with each other. He wanted whatever it was that would make you happy, whether it was this marriage or not.