A Year of Punishment
Thunderous applause erupted through the hall; blessings from family and friends came in waves.
Zann witnessed the scene unfold before him, his body swaying.
The ring slipped from his hand and shattered on the floor.
Just like his broken heart.
He finally understood that some wounds, once inflicted, could never be mended.
The deceit and betrayal toward me had, like a sharpened sword, carved an unbridgeable chasm between us.
Staggering, he turned and left the hall, each step carrying the weight of regret and loneliness.
The desolate figure seemed to whisper his endless remorse.