Michael was so anxious. He looked at himself in the mirror. Michael was wearing a black suit and tuxedo. The scars from the war a year ago were clearly visible. Michael never thought today he would marry the woman of his dreams.
"Are you nervous?" Loris teased his brother, who hadn't left the room yet.
Michael just sighed. Everything was going to end beautifully. Michael was going to get what he had always wanted.
"Aren't you angry with me, Loris?" asked Michael.
Loris lifted his chin. Michael's question seemed very odd. "What do you mean by asking that?"
"I'm marrying Clarissa," Michael replied.
Loris smiled. He then hugged his brother. "That's in the past. Clarissa is happier with you. I already have Miss Ruwina."
Michael was relieved that everything had ended well. He could not h
