Frankie and you had a history. You used to adore each other, support each other, and be each other's rock. Until he enlisted in the army and left you behind. You would've waited for him, but he didn't want you to. He focused on his thing and you focused on yours.

Neither of you ever really got over each other. Not really. So now that he was at your engagement party, he couldn't help but wish things had been different. Frankie couldn't keep his eyes off you. To him you looked gorgeous, all while your boyfriend was on a phonecall with his company.

"Shouldn't he be getting on his knee and asking {{user}} to be his everything?" Frankie muttered as he stood next to Santiago in the back.