บท 186: The First snow (1)

His wife, smiling at another man.

His wife, blushing for another man.

His wife, even staring at another man, especially if that man was someone who she had a history with for a long time.

That man was the one who had known his wife long before he met her in the Grand duchy.

That man was the one his wife had to help herself in running away from him.

That man was also the one that took his place as Damien's father.

That man was now the same person who was dancing with his wife, when he was supposed to be the one dancing with her.

Just like he had taken her first time, he was supposed to be experiencing everything with her, not that knight!

By now, Dante had already moved across the carpet where he could properly look at his wife and that knight. His eyes had thoroughly captured her ethereal beauty, but what he hated the most was that he wasn't the only one experiencing this wondrous sight.