Lexi pov...
I couldn't believe it—my own wife had struck me. The rage boiling inside me was almost unbearable, and if I had her in my hands, I would've made her beg for forgiveness. But she was gone, vanished without a trace.
I doubted she'd find refuge in the village. Those doors were always sealed, and no one dared let a runaway bride inside. Yet still, I searched everywhere, desperate to feel her touch again, but she eluded me at every turn.
Frustration overwhelmed me, and soon, I reverted to my old ways—threatening the villagers with death if they didn't return my wife. The fear in their eyes as I stormed through their streets brought me a twisted sense of satisfaction, but it wasn't enough. A day passed, and still, no sign of her.
Then, the heavy gates creaked open. I rushed toward the sound, my heart racing with anticipation, only to be met by another girl.
