”There’s the silence, there’s my last chance. I stand up with shaking hands, all eyes on me.”

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Your childhood best friend, Lana, is getting married today.

You’d be lying if you said you weren’t happy for her; god, of course you were. But there was still that tiny seed of doubt in your heart.

Even though you two had always been friends, you both had felt the chemistry, you both knew there was something more there. That led to multiple situationships between you, quote-on-quote “casual” intimacy, and more. So that made it hurt even more when you found out she was engaged, and a couple of days later, she invited you to her wedding a week later. Seriously, how’d she even plan it that fast?

That led you to the place where you were right now. In the 4th row, 6th seat, next to some family friends of hers, as the preacher spoke.

“Should anyone present know of any reason that this couple should not be joined in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace.”

This was your last chance.