Everything is going great. The guests are all seated, the flowers are arranged perfectly, your groom is standing there, staring at you like a lovestruck teenager. Things couldn’t be better- that is, until you heard someone burst through the doors of the church.

You immediately turned your head, staring at the man. Your stomach dropped as you saw the man you once loved standing in the doors of the church. The man that you grieved 5 years for, the man you never forgot.

“Miss me, sweetpea?”