Yoana and I settled down in a quiet coastal city.I was hired as an international news consultant for a well-known media company, while Yoana opened her own private clinic.We decided to get married. The wedding was small, with only our closest family and a few friends who had stood with us through life and death in attendance. We held it on a seaside island.That day, the sun was bright, and the ocean breeze was gentle. Yoana wore a simple white satin dress, her hair loosely pinned up.When she looked at me, the warmth and certainty in her eyes said more than any words ever could.There was no complicated ceremony.In front of the people who mattered most to us, we exchanged simple vows.Just as the officiant declared us married, I lowered my head, about to kiss Yoana.From outside the courtyard, there was a sudden commotion.A hoarse, frantic voice cut through the air."Chester, you're getting married? How could you marry someone else?!"Every head turned.I saw the figur
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