The Third Year After My Death
You wait for me to finish my work, and then we'll complete the wedding.
I was speechless. Justice was never absent.
Before, for Vivian's sake, Winston postponed our wedding.
Now for me, Winston left Vivian behind at the wedding.
When he finished speaking, he broke away from Vivian's hand, pushed away Marquise, who was trying to stop him, and ran wildly towards the parking lot outside.
I followed behind him, watching Winston lose control of his emotions for the first time.
Along the way, he stepped on the gas pedal, driving as fast as he could, and the car's speed shot straight up to a hundred yards.