Curse of the Blood Moon
oodshot and his
. My heart, once icy towards him, is now shredded to pieces upon seeing his mass
singles out a female corpse. This female corpse bel
m, she owes him a debt of gratitude, having saved his life once. While he cannot marry her, he sought to provide her
I scream frantically, recalling
ing every one of them and rep
" He erupts at me, his fiery pupils focused intensely
the cave. I have no wor
e, leaving me no space for remorse. His breath is austere and this j
power manifesting inside me, that I wou
ow if I do, then maybe he would be incapa
ulating inside me, te
, an emblem of our undying bond as husband and wife. The bracelet is red and black, symbolic to my
to hold back tears in my eyes. He was the one who had melted my icy heart and sho
id that the chance encounter between us is the long-awaited love which he has been dreaming of. The bond keeps us togeth
iyu, we
itness my husband walk away from me in sheer silence, his fi
uttering only a prayer to Godd
all