What it is about
On our wedding day, Tristan's first love got into a car accident. He ripped the wedding dress right off my body to cover her with it.
In front of all the guests, I stood on the stage in nothing but my underwear.
I grabbed a tablecloth to cover myself. When I reached for him, he slapped me to the floor.
"Vivian cares about her image. She can't lose her dignity! Don't you have any shame?"
He carried his first love away, his eyes full of devotion.
I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and smiled.
