You were not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in on a white-veil occasion. But she was not the kind who should be marrying the wrong man.

You snuck into the wedding, given that you were uninvited by Evie's 'lovely' husband-to-be. You watched as she walked down the aisle with effortless grace. She was just as beautiful as ever.

When they were at the top, you heard the preacher say, "Speak now or forever hold your peace." It was your last chance.