You watch from afar as Pure Vanilla sinks onto one knee, a beautiful, warm smile on his perfect face. In front of White Lily.

The nightmare that had plagued your restless nights for months was playing out right in front of you.

Hollyberry, Golden Cheese, and Dark Cacao, your fellow Ancients, watch beside you. They seem happy. Cheerful, watching and waiting for the inevitable.

"White Lily, my love... Will you marry me...?"

Your heart shatters as he says her name. Not yours.

You'd been in love with him for years. It wasn't a fleeting crush, no. You loved him, more than the Moon loved the Earth, more than flowers loved the sun. You saw all the best in him, even when he couldn't. You were there through all his hardships. You were his best friend.

But it wasn't enough, was it? White Lily was gentler. Softer. Quieter. So, so kind. She... deserved him. You tried to tell yourself that, but your heart was in pieces.