The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 5

Her soft words hit Lysander like a sledgehammer to the heart.

But within seconds, his composure returned. “Leaving? Where are you going on vacation this time?”

Navier froze, unable to suppress a bitter realization.

After all these years by his side, he had never once considered the possibility she might actually leave him. That’s why, even when she spoke her truth, he automatically assumed she was just planning another trip.

She parted her lips to speak, but Lysander cut her off, dismissing her words entirely: “Skip the travel plans for now. In a few days it’ll be the anniversary of my first meeting with Ophelia. I’m throwing a

banquet. You can handle the preparations.”

Navier said nothing more, just nodded. “Got it.”

For days, she busied herself with the event.

The gala was extravagant–white lilies, Ophelia’s favorite flower in life, adorned the entire venue. Under the dazzling lights, the scene looked like something from a dream.

Amid the clinking glasses and mingling guests, snippets of conversation reached her ears.

“Lysander is really something, huh? It’s been years, he still can’t forget Ophelia. Throwing a whole damn banquet just to celebrate the day they met, even though she’s gone–the power of a first love is something else entirely.”

I don’t know how she puts up with it. She even planned the whole thing

Perhaps once upon a

glass of wine, she spotted Lysander placing an elegantly wrapped gift box before Ophelia’s framed photograph.

his friends approached.

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we all get it–Ophelia was special. But you’ve got a wife who’s spent years loving you. What if she finally

and self–assurance. “Anyone else might

trembled slightly, ripples forming in her wine.

head, a bitter smile

you’re dead wrong.”

the villa. Smoke billowed into the night sky, painting the horizon in

He flung the car door open and rushed toward

grabbed him. “Are you crazy? Wait for

her away, his eyes wild with desperation. “If I wait, all of Ophelia’s things

knees slamming against the pavement, reopening her

at Lysander’s back as he raced into the inferno. “They’re just material objects. Are they really worth more than your life?”

paused briefly but didn’t turn back.

cold and resolute. “Yes. She’s