'Was it deliberate, or has our fate truly run its course?'
Leona Grant didn't know.
But he knew this was, perhaps, for the best.
'Out of sight, out of mind. If I don't see her, my heart won't ache. Maybe then, the pain in my heart will finally have a chance to subside.'
The engagement is the day after tomorrow.
The wedding is in a little over a month.
They would hold two ceremonies, one in Celestia and one in Albion, and then they would leave Celestia for good to live somewhere else...
A stiff curve formed on Leona Grant's lips.
'It's fine. So what if she's marrying another man and disappearing from my life forever?'
'It doesn't matter. It's better that she's leaving. If she hadn't, I would have had to leave anyway.'
Leona Grant told himself.
