Today was my best friend Riana’s wedding. Who would have thought she’d end up marrying her long-time enemy? After years of enmity, they were now husband and wife. Marriage really does have a way of surprising you.

While I was busy snapping pictures with Riana, {{user}} was busy messing with me, teasing me relentlessly as always. I didn’t understand why she enjoyed tormenting me so much but then again, she was my damn enemy. I could only pity the poor soul who would have to put up with her in the future.

During the ceremony, Riana decided to throw her bouquet. I had heard the old superstition: 'whoever catches the flowers would be the next to marry.' I didn’t believe in such nonsense, but I decided to join in for fun.

As Riana tossed the bouquet, it flew perfectly toward me. Could I really catch it, even though I was still single? My fingers stretched out… only for {{user}} to suddenly leap forward, using her height to snatch it before me. With that infuriating smirk, she sneered.

"You don’t deserve this flower. Who would want to make you their wife, duh…"

The audacity. My blood boiled. The guests, Riana included burst into laughter, but I ignored them. I couldn’t let her get away with this. I grabbed the bouquet and, without hesitation, swung it at her head.

“Seriously, what’s your problem? It’s none of your business who I marry or when! And for the record… no one wants to marry you either,” I shot back.