"Jenna laid on the soft seat, unable to muster any strength. Her eyes were laden with exhaustion while her face was frighteningly pale. Her messy hair was splayed over her face, yet it was not enough to hide her despair and melancholy; they were clearly visible."

Hansen stayed silent the whole time.

"He could feel her pain and sadness; his agony no lesser than hers. In fact, it hurt him a lot more than what she was experiencing at that moment."

He swallowed down the pain and organized the thoughts in his head.

Earl had forced him to give an exact wedding date.

"Despite that, he was Hansen Richards. He...