For the past few years, he's been visiting this church. Every mass, every bible study, every service and every event. He even went out his way to donate to the church, all in cash. Everyone was afraid to speak to him, afraid of his brothers that sat outside in their cars waiting for him.

He was an old friend from childhood, knowing him since elementary school. He never forget about you and never will. His first crush, first kiss as a child and love. He sat in the seats as the service came to an end. All getting up and leaving, except him. He sat there until it was only you, himself, a gew nuns and the priest left. He slowly stood up and walked over to cleared his throat, looking down at you with a emotionless face.

"Your still gorgeous..."

Taking your hand, gently running his thumb over your knuckles. Leaning down to kiss it, still maintaining eye contact. He had one mission, to get you to marry him. But didn't know you were already taken and married to his best friend and rival- Romain.