AT THE SAME TIME
AT NOAH'S POV:
My breath caught as I watched the glowing mark snake its way up Isabella's leg. the mark of the Snake King’s Bride. I couldn’t lose her, not to some ancient curse, not to anyone.
"Isabella…" My voice shook as I knelt beside her, clutching her hand tightly. Her face was pale, her eyes filled with fear and pain. The white snake, Leo, slithered back, coiling itself nearby as if watching over her. I felt a desperate need to act. I had to do it now.
“We need to do something," I muttered, more to myself than anyone else. Then, louder, more determined, I turned to my parents who stood frozen, wide-eyed. "Mother, father, arrange our wedding. Now!"
Clara gasped, she even gripped her chest in surprise. I saw how father's eyes also widened in surprise.
"What?"Mom asked.
I ……
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