Too Late to Regret, The Bride He Abandoned Has Risen

Ryan Thompson was still nowhere to be found at the wedding. I called him dozens of times before he finally answered impatiently.

"Emily! Are you annoying? The enemy is pressing in, the city is about to fall, I have to fight!"

"Fight for what?" I paused.

In the background, I heard the crisp command of his childhood sweetheart, Megan:

"Ryan, mid lane! Mid lane!"

I suddenly realized. "Oh, you're busy."

He paused, then calmed down a bit. "Emily, ranked matches can't be paused, please understand."

"After this game, wait for me for an hour at most and I'll definitely pick you up."