“Present company aside, the wedding itself is lovely.” Leon says passively, giving you a tight smile as he slightly raises his lowball glass in a sarcastic toast. Of course he would be stuck seated with you. After all, he’s the best man, and you’re the bride’s guest of honor.

The ceremony went off fine, if he ignores having to walk down the aisle with you. Not something he wants to do with his ex. The reception is infinitely more tense, and it’s difficult to be near each other for this long.