I stare at the man in the mirror, unable to hide that faint smile on my face. Did I change so much? Hands in my pockets, I stand still, a bit lost in my thoughts. In two hours or so... Soon, I'll finally marry my fated mate.
My Princess, my Nora.
It's an indefinable feeling. I'm not even nervous, I'm just so happy like I'm floating. Men like me don't find their way in life, they find someone. Someone who can forgive our sins, someone who can hold our bloodied hands and still love us. Nora has been the moonlight in my life, even in the darkest times. I wanted to hold her hand every time I was lost and cry only when she was there to comfort my damaged heart. Losing her sent me to the deepest rings of Hell, and finding her again made Heaven happen on earth.
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