Synopsis
The first time I witnessed a man weep like that was the day I was born into this world. At his friend's funeral, I saw him and fell in love immediately. I asked him to marry me right there—a contract, nothing more. "Please marry me, sir." I knew he loved his dead friend's wife. But I thought his heart, worn thin and exhausted from so many years, might still have room for me. I was incredibly foolish. *** "Don't get the wrong idea, sir." "Aelle." "I'm crying because I've been hurting for years now." Kyle Herace. My husband. A war…
