"Unbreakable Bride: Season 1 - A Strong Woman for a CEO Daddy"

Vowed

"I promise to love you not just in the warmth of joy, but also in the darkness of pain, holding you closer when the world hurts, and healing you with my touch when our love is all that remains."

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Tristian had barricaded himself in his room for three days, surrounded by the haunting aroma of his wife's presence. The scent was a constant reminder of his failures, a delicious torture that gnawed at his soul. He had abandoned all basic human needs - food, sleep, and hygiene - as the weight of his guilt crushed him. The knocking on his door had become a daily ritual, with various people trying to reach out to him, but he remained unresponsive, even to his mother-in-law's stern demands.

Each passing day, his guilt multiplied, his heart constricting like a vice. His skin prickled as if thousands of pins were being shoved into his flesh, while his insides tore apart with regret. He yearned to awaken from the nightmare he had created for his wife, family, and friends.

But then, this morning, a soft, gentle voice whispered behind the door, a beacon of hope in his darkness. Trisha's voice, laced with desperation and concern, had been waiting for him, patiently calling out to him, refusing to give up on him.

Her presence was a testament to her unwavering love as his sister and devotion, also love that Tristian had thoughtlessly trampled upon. Trisha and Jaden are people he he discusses his deepest secrets with, as siblings they had promised themselves they'll always run to each other for comfort and advise.

Tristian's thoughts were shattered when he spotted a silver journal peeking out from under the bed, as if beckoning him to uncover its secrets. He dragged himself up, his movements mechanical, and retrieved the journal, flipping it open without hesitation.

The entries began on January 3rd, 2019. Scarlett's handwriting poured out her heart, revealing a soul that had been shattered into a million pieces. She wrote of being left at the altar by her third Grimm, her heart ripped out of her chest. Yet, instead of succumbing to despair, she had squared her shoulders and walked away with dignity.

But it was the next part that made Tristian's heart skip a beat. Scarlett wrote of meeting him, of being drawn to his son's mischievous gaze, and then, of seeing him - Tristian. Her words painted a picture of a man so captivating, so breathtakingly perfect, that she had felt her very existence fade away under his gaze. She confessed to wanting him, to craving him, even if it meant fighting for him.

Tristian's eyes devoured the words, his heart racing with a mix of emotions. He felt a pang of guilt, of regret, for not noticing her sooner, for not realizing the depth of her feelings. The journal slipped from his fingers, his mind reeling with the revelation that Scarlett had been drawn to him from the very beginning.

Tristian's hands trembled as he snatched the journal from the floor, his eyes hungrily seeking the next page. The words "Vow" were scribbled at the top, followed by a poignant promise:

"To have and to hold. In sickness and in health. In joy and sadness. In light and in darkness. In everything between... I'll love you"

Scarlett's vows, though silent, spoke volumes of her devotion. Tristian's heart swelled as he read the words, his mind reeling with the realization that she had made these promises to him, to their whirlwind marriage.

The journal felt like a sacred artifact in his hands, a testament to the depth of Scarlett's emotions. He felt the weight of her commitment, the sincerity of her words, and his own heart responded with a surge of love and gratitude. Tristian took his phone out doing something he never thought was possible, "Raf...".