Emily got out of the hospital and we agreed to be married today. We were at a church and James, Matthew, and Henry walked over to me.
Matthew laughed, "Why are you standing here, groom? You should get ready at the altar and wait for your beautiful bride."
I stared out the window sadly.
James tapped me, "Frank? Are you okay? Today is your big day. Why do you look so sullen?"
I mumbled, "It's nothing. Go greet the guests for me, guys."
"But""
I stated, "Go now."
They left, looking at me suspiciously.
Will arrived and mumbled, "Are you ready?"
I replied, "Yeah. The girl is here?"
"Yeah."
I closed my eyes and nodded.
Will asked, "Must you do this?"
I sighed, "I can't back down now. Besides, it's better this way anyways."
Will nodded.
The pianist played the wedding music as I walked to the front sadly.
"Why is the groom so sad?"
"Does he want to marry the bride?"
"He looks as if he's about to cry."
I closed my eyes and waited for Emily to appear. She walked slowly and I turned around. She looked so beautiful. I fought back a tear by blinking it away. She smiled at me with the happiest and sweetest smile I ever seen. She was like an angel. I wanted to cherish her forever. I sighed inside.
The pastor smiled, "Ms. Emily, are you willing to take Mr. Frank as your husband?"
She smiled, "I do."
"Mr. Frank, are you willing to take Ms. Emily as your wife?"
I replied, "I do."
The pastor finally concluded, "If anyone present has any objections, speak now or forever hold your peace."
The wedding door flung open and a woman yelled, "Stop this wedding!"
The crowd gasped. Emily turned around and opened her mouth in shock.
The woman walked up to me and cried, "Frank! How could you marry this woman? I'm pregnant with your child."
Emily froze and looked at me, "Frank. What's she talking about?"
The woman pushed Emily aside and held my arms, "Frank only loves me. He was just playing around with you."
Emily looked at me as tears rolled down her cheeks, "Is this true, Frank?"
The woman scoffed, "Of course it is. Now move aside, you bitch."
I closed my eyes.
Emily cried, "Frank. Talk to me. What is this? Why did this girl appear on our wedding day?"
The woman snapped, "Shut up. I'm pregnant with Frank's child. He should marry me. Pastor. Continue the wedding, but I'm the actual bride."
Emily tugged my arm, "What's going on? Frank? Answer me! You said you loved me. I""
I pushed her aside and snapped, "Shut up. I never loved you. I lied to you the whole time. Please continue, pastor."
James got up and exclaimed, "Frank. What is the meaning of this?"
Emily got out my diary and waved it in front of my eyes and cried, "Frank. I don't believe you love anyone else besides me. You waited seven years for me."
I barked, "I never truly loved you. You were just a random girl I met when I was lonely. I couldn't care less about you. Do you get it?"
Emily shook her head and exclaimed, "If you don't love me, then what is the meaning of this diary you wrote?"
I snatched the diary from her and replied, "I could not care less about this piece of crap I wrote."
I ripped up the diary into pieces and threw it in the air.
Emily cried and ran off.
The stunned pastor announced, "Ms.?"
I held out my hand, "Enough." I walked out of the altar.
I got in my car and cried painfully, "Emily. Forget about me. Go perform that surgery."
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