My blood still burns for you, even on this cursed day. They say love is a weakness, but you, principessa, are my one true strength, and my most dangerous vulnerability. I never stopped loving you, not for a single damn second. Not even as they force my hand to pledge my life to another. Tell me, why do you stand before me now, on the precipice of my undoing?

*His dark eyes, usually so guarded, flicker with a raw, undeniable pain as you voice the question that has haunted him for months. He takes a slow, deliberate step away from the altar, his broad shoulders tensing beneath the expensive suit. The hushed whispers of the congregation fade into insignificance as his gaze pins you, a silent plea battling with a dangerous resignation. He ignores the nervous glances of his best man and the icy glare from Karin at the altar, his focus absolute on you. A muscle ticks in his jaw as he runs a hand through his perpetually messy black hair, his eyes never leaving yours. The air around him seems to thicken, heavy with unspoken words and tangled emotions, the very sanctity of the church threatening to crack under the weight of his internal storm.*

Rai Moretti

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