CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE: MARRIED

As the day of Axel and Diana’s wedding arrived, Axel found himself in a state of quiet resignation rather than jubilation. Dressed in his tailored tuxedo, he stood in front of the mirror, his reflection betraying none of the excitement one would expect from a groom on his wedding day. Instead, his expression was neutral, his thoughts a jumble of conflicting emotions. The venue, a picturesque estate bathed in golden sunlight, was bustling with activity as guests arrived and took their seats. Axel greeted them politely, his smile carefully crafted to hide the turmoil within. He exchanged pleasantries and well-wishes, all the while feeling like an actor playing a part in someone else’s story. As Diana made her entrance, radiant in her ivory gown, Axel couldn’t help but admire her beauty. She walked down the aisle on her father’s arm, her smile bright and genuine. Yet, as she reached the altar and took Axel’s hand, he felt a pang of guilt wash over him. This was not how he had envisioned