(CAMILLA)
The door opened and the owner of the grey hair, with a cream-colored dress in her hands, looked straight at me. The woman had a wide smile on her face which seemed to warm my heart. Marcel's fingers traveled along my forehead, leaving a single round circle whose meaning is still unknown.
"The circle on your forehead is the most striking symbol of all. A symbol of eternal love, like an infinity that ends with the last sigh. I am convinced that Marcel and Conan have done their duty well in preparing the love of their lives for this short adventure and spectacular ceremony." Matilda took a few steps forward, the woman's calm voice echoing in the quiet room.
"I would be less anxious if I knew what was coming next." My gaze drifted to the side, feeling a little uncomfortable, the e
