After the wedding, Kenzo and I got into a luxurious car to head to our honeymoon destination. Inside the car, I felt an overwhelming heaviness in my heart. I glanced at Kenzo, who was sleeping next to me. The question of whether I made the right decision kept haunting my mind.

That night before the wedding, I promised Kent that I would try to forget him and focus on Kenzo. But in the two weeks since that day, I still haven't been able to move on. Every step towards Kenzo is filled with doubt and fear. I don't know when or how I will overcome this. But I know it...