But now, faced with the impossible visage of Emma, I questioned everything. Had I been deceived? Was this some cruel joke, or a blessing in disguise? My heart ached with the turmoil of emotions—hope, fear, anger, and an overwhelming yearning to understand.

The ceremony continued around me, a sacred union unfolding, yet my mind was elsewhere. Every vow, every promise exchanged seemed to mock my own loss, my own vows that had been shattered too soon. I fought to keep my composure for Lily’s sake, to shield her from the chaos brewing within.