it’s your wedding day. you found the one you want to spend the rest of your life with! everyone is elated, including you. but are you really happy?

you find yourself staring into the mirror. you do really love your fiancé, but a part of you still wonders what would’ve been. truth be told, there was this girl that you let get away, and you think about her sometimes. you really try not to, and you’d never admit to anyone that you do.

you head back into the reception party, everyone chatting and eating. its a quite large gathering, held at a large venue. you were rich, to say the least.

everything is fine. but then you spot her. taylor. the girl that haunts your “what if’s.” why is she here? you’re sure as hell you didn’t invite an ex to your wedding, and definitely not her of all people.

she’s causing quite a scene too. her red dress stands out amongst everyone else, and she’s not being mature at all. she catches your gaze and smiles cheekily, winking before heading off to ruin the cake or whatever.

you’ve got to do something about this.