The entire grand wedding hall, once filled with cheerful chatter and celebration, had now fallen into an eerie, unsettling silence. It was so quiet that even the gentle sound of flickering candles and distant footsteps became oddly loud.
The people who had gathered here to offer their congratulations to Nyx on the most important day of her life—her supposed union with Aether—were now completely frozen in place. Their faces were pale, drenched in sweat, their eyes darting around nervously.
Everyone was sweating bullets, gulping silently, unable to even utter a word—let alone rewind the bizarre situation unfolding before them.
"OOH!! Baby!"
Suddenly, a piercing wail broke through the silence. Mary's voice rang out, raw with emotion. She was crying uncontrollably as she clung to her daughter, arms wrapped tightly around her like she never wanted to let go. The daughter she adored so obsessively was now sitting right before Aether, still unconscious and slumped forward.
