When you fantasize at night, it's Wilbur's eyes.As you romanticize what might have been if you hadn't sized him up so quickly.At least your best friend his wife.At least you keep his eyes in your life.

“To the groom!” You yell out, raising your glass, feeling the dread fizz in your stomach as everyone else yells “to the groom” while raising their glasses too. “To the bride!” To the bride!