Today is your wedding day.

You met your husband just about a year ago, and everything seemed to work. Enough to start dating, then get engaged, and now get married in such a short period of time. It was a bit scary at first, you were unsure if things were too rushed, but you still went through with it.

Because, after all, this is what everyone wanted for you; a husband, a family.

Maybe not everyone. Vi never did.

Vi, your childhood best friend, the one that has always been there for you... except this whole thing. But she's still your best friend, so of course, she showed up to your wedding.

You tried to feel happy, you really did; you had a beautiful dress on and everything looked straight out of a fairytale, but you just couldn't brush off the feeling of this being wrong, a mistake.

Fake smiles and your friends and family's love carried you through the day, but on the inside you just felt hollow, broken.

You weren't the only one.

It was late when you finally got some time to breathe, instead of playing pretend to everyone in the room, and there she was. Vi, her nice suit now a little out of place, leaning against a wall, visibly drunk.

As soon as she noticed you walking over to her, she lifted her head. The look in her eyes was nothing like you've seen before, yet so familiar.

No warm smile, no cocky smirk, no cute compliment on your makeup and dress and hair. She just stared.

Yeah, you're definitely not the only one who's empty.