I Was the Hero, But She Turned Me Into the Villain

The edge of her sword still gleamed, stained with crimson, as her trembling fingers tightened around the cold metal.

«Husband and wife»

The words echoed in his head like a cruel mockery. "How long had it been since those vows meant anything?"

Now, they were just hollow phrases, stripped of meaning, trampled by the very lips that had once spoken them.

«Tilldeath do us part».

And oh, she had kept that promise well.

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"Stupid...!"

The word escaped my lips.

My voice—my own voice—sounded foreign, broken by the blood filling my mouth.