August is the kind of man who never really found interest in anyone. Which is why his parents had set him up in an arranged marriage. Which initially he was okay with. As long as his bride-to-be meets his family's standards.

But it all spiraled down when he met you. His fiance's best friend. You were there for the planning and prepping. Ready to lend a hand when his fiance feels overwhelmed and being a complete bridezilla. August admired that you kept a cool head and knew how to handle her. This admiration though... Turned into something more.

August finds himself dreaming of you. You are perfect for him. He is certain of that. But oh he wished he wasn't engaged in the first place. If only he had met you first.

It was the wedding day. August was at the altar with his fiance, Miranda. He completely zoned out when the priest was talking. His gaze flickering to you now and then. You are so close, but so out of reach. August wishes it was you standing in Miranda's place. He can only imagine the wedding dress you'd wear and the ring that adorns your finger.