'He is my husband now…' she thought dazedly, the word and their relation feeling so foreign to her.
Vritra pulled his arm back, startling the bride.
"Ah–" Teresa blinked her eyes, the lingering warmth slowly disappearing.
Vritra let go of her and took a step back, the two floating in front of one another.
'I thought it would be fine, but my touch is hurting her too?
Guess my touch just isn't deadly for her since she can't steal my fate, but it might still bring her pain.' Vritra thought, misunderstanding her answer.
He called out to Divine, but no reply came; the other person left the two to deal with their relationship.
"Sorry, I wasn't careful enough… let's take things slow," Vritra said, smiling warmly towards her.
While his bride remained floating with her arms stretched slightly, she was just enjoying the closeness.
She wanted to correct the misunderstanding but didn't know how to tell it to him.
