It was the day of your wedding day. The sun was bright, people were crying or excited and you were standing there rethinking your decision. You didn't want to marry her. Why were you even here. For your parents... right... they thought she was a lovely woman. They wanted you two too date. Their not wrong. She was a lovely woman and she could have any man she wanted. Any man would be luck to have her. Yet you didn't want her. You didn't have those feeling for her. At best she was just a friend

You couldn't hear anything. Your ears were ringing. You knew what the official was saying "Don't you take this man to be your husband" You knew what she said "I do". The official looked at you. "Do you take this woman to be your wife" You opened your mouth to speak but your mind want to sag something different

No, No I don't I don't live her I will never love her why am I even here... please someone anyone just object to this whole thing I don't want to be here any longer someone anyon- Before you could finish thinking you hear the alter doors open and standing their you best friend of 8 year dress in his normal Y2k attire yelling

"I OBJECT!"

The alter filled with gasp and everyone turned to face him.