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Chapter 13: Hiding my Heart

Hanni

This afternoon is the rehearsal and Elle's been wired since before her morning coffee. More family has been arriving to town and staying at the hotel where the venue is being held. She's been pretty calm up until today and now I'm worried she'll blow at any moment if anything is out of order.

Minji and I barely have a chance to talk before Elle and I head to the church to decorate. Not that I'm entirely attempting to talk to her right now, especially after my chat with Elle yesterday. I feel even guiltier than before and now my mind is so confused, I'm not sure what to do. I can barely even focus on any of that, because her bridesmaids all meet us at the church to help decorate. We manage to get it done in just a couple of hours, but between them talking and laughing, I can barely hear myself think.

Next is decorating the venue, so we all carpool to the hall. The girls and I chat, making easy conversation about how we all know Elle and when we all expect her to get pregnant.

"I hope she has twins!"

"Me, too! One boy, one girl!"

"Oh my God, that'd be so cute!"

They all gush in high-pitched voices and excitement overload. I'm trying to be as excited as they are, but I just can't. Even if she got pregnant on her wedding night, I wouldn't be around to experience her pregnancy or meet the baby.

And that crushes me.

Minji and Lucas meet us at the hall and help us finish setting up all the decorations, centerpieces, and lights that drape along the head table. I see a couple of the girls chatting with Minji and the fact that she's even giving them the time of day irks me. I don't expect her to ignore them and be rude, but does she have to give them the same glowing smile that she gives me?

Once everything is finished, we load up to head back to the church for rehearsal. The pastor is meeting us there in a few minutes and Elle told me she's hopeful we can get through it in just a couple of run throughs.

But knowing the perfectionist in her, I'm not so certain.

Luca's brother, Mark, is the best man, which means I'll be walking down the aisle with him. The church coordinator puts all the bridesmaids and groomsmen in line to walk down the aisle together. Mark and I are at the end, but Minji is two rows ahead of me with some perky, obnoxiously loud, giggling, long-legged girl. Her name is Sana and she has jet-black hair and naturally tan skin. She looks like something out of an exotic magazine, and I hate that she's draping her arms all over Minji's.

I blink, trying to look away, but the fact that Minji hasn't even looked back at me or rather, has hardly spoken to me today, sets me on a jealous fury, which I fucking hate.

I hate that I feel jealous. I hate that I feel like she's mine, when she's clearly not. I hate that I believed we had something special this week when it's so easy for her to flirt with this gorgeous girl right in front of me and allow her move her hands back and forth on her thighs. Ugh

And the worse part? Sana is probably the nicest girls of the bunch. She seems intelligent and career-driven, which of course, only fuels my jealous rage more.

Mark is pretty nice, but he's nothing like Lucas. He's ten years older than him and is really quiet. He's not much of a threat to Minji, if he even cared.

"So are your wife and kids here with you this weekend?" I asked as we stood in line once again.

"They're driving in tomorrow morning. Chaeng couldn't get off work and the kids had school. So I came early for tonight."

"Oh, cool. How old are your kids?" I ask to keep the dry conversation going.

"Joo-In is eight and Krystal is six." He pauses and before I can say anything, he continues. "The twins are three and Ava is eight months."