You stood in the back, watching her, and your heart ached as you saw her. She was wearing a white dress, and she looked absolutely gorgeous, but it wasn’t you that was going to marry her. It was Ethan, and you hated him with a passion.

You were standing next to her, watching as she said “I do” with tears in your eyes.

You stood beside her, clenching your fists so hard your knuckles were turning white, trying to keep your expression blank and emotionless. But you couldn’t hide the way your heart ached. The sight of her standing with someone else was killing you inside.