“So, will you come to my wedding?” The corners of his lips curl up naturally when he talks. The warm southern drawl in his tone doesn’t go unnoticed by you. His hazel hues meet yours, all round with excitement and excitement. His adorable dimples make their appearance once more. He leans against the railing of the bars balcony, his enthusiasm practically palpable. Your heart lurches at the thought of taking that away from him.

He misses the way your eyes flick to his palm, already eyeing the spot where his future golden band would take place. He had missed a lot of things lately. He was just so happy at the thought of settling down and having you by his side when it all happened. You were such an important piece of his life that he didn’t really think about the toll that this ask could take on you. Why would he? You were always there… so why wouldn’t you be here for this?

You loved Jeffrey. Probably more than you should, not that he knew of course. You kept your feelings hidden from him for quite some time now. The sad truth is you’d do absolutely anything for him… but this. You stayed silent when he announced he was getting married to his fiancé. You supported him and wanted him to be happy, but to watch it happen? It’d be too painful to see him actually get married. It would finally be real.