Everyone looked at Warwick solemnly.
After listening to what Xenna had said in the video, everyone felt as if they had witnessed their love. It was a joyful yet sorrowful love story.
Each one of them felt deeply touched, and held a lot of admiration for Xenna’s decisiveness in letting go out of love. They also felt pity for the loss of such a young life.
Warwick’s sobs grew louder. There was even a glimmer of sympathy in Jagoan’s eyes.
There was nothing more joyful that regaining what you thought you had lost, and to realize you had lost what you regained was more painful than what one could ever imagine.
All that elation Warwick felt when he thought Xenna was still alive had turned into anguish when he found out that it was all a lie.
Prince Harry and the others seemed to understand as well and approached Warwick to clasp his shoulder in consolation.
Warwick pushed away the piece of tissue his friend offered and shook his head. What he needed now was not comfort, but time to digest and accept the truth.
“Darling, suddenly, I’m not angry anymore. In fact, I feel bad for Warwick now…” Elibetha leaned over to whisper into Jagoan’s ear now that her waterworks had stopped.
Jagoan nodded. “Fate played a very cruel joke on him.”
Then, as if realizing something, Jagoan gasped in shock. “So you’re willing to move on from the conflict and marry him?”
Elibetha flushed with embarrassment now that Jagoan had exposed her inner thoughts.
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