Looking at the unfamiliar man in front of me, who was now so desolate and hostile, I couldn't help but feel a sense of strangeness. He wasn't like this before.
I had watched him step by step toward the abyss and I had always believed that he would change back, that he would see my sincerity.
In a daze, the urgent knocking on the door pulled me back to reality.
Seeing me stunned, Samuel seemed to feel a twinge of pity. He stretched out his long legs and actively put on his pants.
He got out of bed and walked towards the door, his tone indifferent, "I'm coming, stop knocking."
I hurriedly wiped away my tears, even forcing a smile. I almost forgot that I had come to find Samuel to go to the wedding venue.
Some relatives and friends rushed in, their faces all smiling as they saw the signs of festivity in the room.
"Samuel, take it easy. Tonight is the bridal chamber candlelit night." They joked, completely unaware of my pale face.
"The days ahead are long. You're so eager before the wedding. You really love your wife."
"Oh, hey, it's true what they say, women are like wolves at thirty and tigers at forty. Catherine, don't wear our Samuel out."