Morgana's POV
It was as if the carpet of my whole world was pulled from under me. I can't wrap my head around what I'm seeing right now. I could make out what was happening right now and even a blind man would have seen this.
I mean, it was blurry, but I know my husband's physique anywhere, anytime. I should have looked away from the photo, but I couldn't. It was as if I wanted to torture myself, so I continued.
What made me think that I could have ever been happy? I snickered internally. There was this nagging feeling deep within me that this would also come to an end.
I just didn't expect the end to come in this fast to a screeching halt, in front of me. I was always used to being the second choice. I've had to deal with this my whole life. I think I've had it as a second skin of
