PROLOGUE

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"You may kiss the bride."

I can hear the people clapping and cheering for the bride and groom standing before us. They faced each other with a smile as tears formed in their eyes, the groom raised his bride's veil and his hands held her face and they stared at each other.

The people started to cheer and their claps became loud and I couldn't even raise my hands. I just watched them, I watched them intently as I listened to my heart pounding.

The groom leaned in and finally kissed his bride.

He's kissing... my bride.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and licked my lips. I blinked several times to push back the tears I wanted to fall and bring myself to clap and plaster a smile on my face.

That's it, Jath. Who would've thought the best thing you can do for the person you love so much is to clap at her own wedding with somebody else?

Ha, you were planning to give her the whole world, but she's already living on his.

What a joke.

I endured the sight of my first love and her groom facing us as they held hands. The smile on her face is the kind of smile I haven't seen in my entire life that I devoted to loving her.

She never smiles at me like that.

I bite my tongue as I stop myself from clapping and watch the people stand up as they walk down the aisle, people cheering and celebrating with them as I turn my back away from my bride.

Seven years. I waited seven years to see the woman I love marry somebody else.




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