Prologue:
"Who are you?" A puzzled young man asked to her wife. The cold yet delicate woman was just staring at him blankly as if he was not an importance to her.
He got furious and at a blink of an eye, he's holding her neck yet still the woman is calm and cold.
The war has begun.
'Sorry. I'm not worthy of your love because I'm supposed to be in your world.'
Hi! This was my first story. Please bare with me the wrong grammars and spellings.