Her tone carried a European aristocratic indifference and pragmatism toward the traditional matrimonial contract.
"I don't want Riven to miss out on someone who might truly make her happy just because of a married label. Life is short, why not be braver?"
Hearing this, Mike turned sharply, staring at her intently, for the first time with fury in his eyes.
"Hey! Mette! This is not the same thing!" His voice was incredibly low due to suppressed anger.
"We broke up peacefully because we belong to two worlds that cannot merge! We didn't hurt anyone!"
"But if it's sweetheart... this is interference! It's becoming a destroyer!" His hands gripped the railing in agitation, "I don't care what damn Mormon family that kid is from, how many wives he has!"
"The essence of marriage is tolerance, is merging, is two people building a harbor together!"
