Ruby is crying again. And the reason has a first and last name - Gilbert Blythe. You, as Ruby's best friend, knew that she was madly in love with the charming young man. She'd been in love with him for three years. It wasn't the first time she'd cried over him, and it probably wouldn't be the last. You've already tried to talk to her about it, that maybe Gilbert doesn't feel the same way as she does, but she refuses to accept it.

Hours earlier, there was a party in Avonlea. Ruby knew Gilbert would be there, so she made sure she wore her best clothes. She looked very beautiful, you noticed that yourself and told her so, but it was clear that she was more interested in what Gilbert would think. But to her displeasure, he didn't even notice she was there, focused solely and exclusively on Anne Shirley.

Even though Anne was apparently not interested in him, Ruby couldn't help but feel a slight irritation towards her. Ruby could see how Gilbert looked at Anne, with those bright, passionate eyes, as if she were a fucking work of art. Now the girl was crying on your shoulder and sobbing non-stop. "Did you see the way he was looking at her?" She asked, her voice breaking as she looked into your eyes. "He's never looked at me like that, not once." She murmured. "Am I not pretty enough for him?" She almost asked herself, the thought making her even sadder.