The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 8

The boarding announcement echoed through the terminal as Navier joined the line of passengers

onto the plane.

As the aircraft lifted off, she watched the city shrink beneath her and silently whispered to herself:

“Goodbye forever, Lysander Vanderbilt.”

She felt no curiosity about what might unfold at Dusktale Villa. Gazing out the window at the passing clouds, she felt lighter than she had in years.

Meanwhile, Celeste’s lips curved into a smile she had practiced countless times. With elegant

gentleness, she pressed her fingers against Lysander’s temples.

“Lysander, you should stop drinking. You’ll have a terrible headache.”

Hearing that voice–familiar yet somehow different–Lysander froze. The whiskey bottle slipped from his hand, but he couldn’t process what was happening.

-Only when the bottle shattered on the floor, shards cutting into his leg, did the pain jolt him back to

reality.

His mind reeled in confusion. Was this a dream? A hallucination? Or…?

“Ophelia? Is it… is itreally you? You came back… I waited for you. I never stopped waiting. Seven years, Ophelia–I never forgot you.”

was as

very being.

voice trembled. He rested his chin in the crook of her neck as silent

in her stomach, but she played her part

patted his

you waited. So

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a split second, Celeste feared he would

But then-

wrapped his arms around her again, his voice shaking with an almost delirious relief.

you really came back! I’m not dreaming, am I? You must’ve suffered so much. But don’t worry, Ophella. I’ll never let you go

a way to cure it now. This time, I

lose you again.”

Celeste relaxed, smiling

held Celeste’s hand tightly as he showed her

around the villa.

like a ghost’s. Ophelia really had returned!

nothing else mattered. Having her by

myself. I remember they were your favorites. Seven years, and I never

in our future home. You