The grand anniversary party continued in high spirits, with the atmosphere buzzing with excitement. Tay and New took the stage, their presence commanding attention. Tay, holding the microphone, began his speech with a warm, heartfelt tone.

“Good evening, everyone. Tonight, we celebrate not only our anniversary but also the love and support we’ve received from our family and friends. It’s been a wonderful journey, and we’re excited for the future.”

He paused, looking around at the gathered guests. “I’m especially proud to announce that our eldest son, Dunk, is going to marry Joong, the eldest son of Mix and Earth Aydins. This union signifies the expansion and flourishing of our family, and we couldn’t be happier.”

With a proud smile, Tay handed the microphone to Earth, signaling the start of the next part of the announcement. Phuwin, Dunk, Gemini, Fourth, Joong, and Pond listened intently, the anticipation palpable.

Earth took the microphone with a gracious smile. “Thank you, Tay. Congratulations to you and New on this wonderful milestone. We are thrilled about this new relationship and the future it holds.”

He continued, “I am pleased to announce that Dunk and Joong’s wedding will take place in one and a half months. Alongside them, my son Pond will be marrying Sora.” Earth’s announcement brought a cheer from the crowd, and he called Dunk and Joong up to the stage. The couple walked up, hand in hand, their happiness evident.

But Pond stood frozen, his shock and disbelief apparent. He had held onto a slim hope that maybe, just maybe, his father might reconsider. But that hope was dashed as Earth’s words rang out. His father’s disregard for his feelings was a painful blow. Pond’s shoulders slumped, and his expression remained vacant, his emotions clearly shattered.

Sora, noticing Pond’s hesitation, took his arm and dragged him onto the stage. Pond walked like a marionette, his movements mechanical and devoid of enthusiasm. He stood on the stage, a stark contrast to the joy surrounding him. Phuwin, observing Pond’s distress, felt a pang of sorrow and helplessness.

Once the announcements were made and the guests began to mingle again, Pond slipped away from the crowd, seeking solace in a secluded corner of the garden. Phuwin, noticing his absence, went in search of him and found him sitting in the shadows, his demeanor desolate.

Phuwin approached quietly and sat beside Pond, offering his silent support. Pond sat there, staring off into the distance, his face a mask of emptiness. After a few moments, Pond finally spoke, his voice cracking with emotion.

“What did I do so wrong? Why is this my punishment? I knew my dad wouldn’t listen to me, but I had hoped, just a little hope in my heart that he might understand. But no, he shattered that hope mercilessly. How can he force me to marry someone I don’t love, someone I don’t even like? I’m just a puppet in his hands, doing whatever he tells me.”

Pond’s voice wavered, and his frustration and sadness poured out uncontrollably. Phuwin listened, his heart aching for Pond. He felt a deep sense of empathy and sorrow for the man beside him. Without saying a word, Phuwin wrapped his arms around Pond, pulling him into a tight embrace. He gently patted Pond’s back and stroked his hair, offering comfort in silence.

Pond didn’t cry... he was too emotionally drained. Instead, he leaned into Phuwin’s embrace, finding a strange sense of calm in the warmth and closeness. He wrapped his arms tightly around Phuwin’s waist, seeking solace in his presence.

After a few minutes, Phuwin made a move to pull away, but Pond clung to him, his voice barely a whisper. “Please, stay like this for a while. I feel calm.”

Phuwin nodded, his heart heavy with concern. He held Pond close again, continuing to stroke his hair and provide the comfort he so desperately needed. In the quiet of the garden, Phuwin’s presence was a balm for Pond’s shattered heart, offering a moment of peace amidst the turmoil.

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