Five years ago, George met the love of his life. Five years ago, George left the love of his life. Five years ago, he had a beautiful little girl named Rachel. She had George's dark hair and the same big blue eyes as Richard.
George was looking through his mail when he saw an invitation. It was a wedding invitation. A wedding for John and Paul. Wow, even after all this time, they still cared enough to invite him.
They didn't know about Rachel though, at least he didn't think they did. The only way how is of his parents told them. He and his parents made a deal those five years ago. Make it look like he ran away, which people saw as the reason why he was being distant.
They said that after a few weeks, he could tell whoever he wants where he was. He only told John and Paul though, asking them not to tell Richard anything. He felt if Richard knew where he was, there would be a lot more tears.
"Daddy!" Rachel cheerfully cried as she ran up to him and hugged his leg.
"Hey little bug." He greeted her, picking her up. "Do you want to meet some of daddy's old friends?"
"Why?" She asked.
"Well, they're getting married and I thought now might be a good of time as any to do so."
"Okay." She giggled before wiggling out of his arms, then running off. He smiled. Then he remembered; Ritchie might be there. It was to late to change his now because he already told Rachel about it, so he RSPV'D saying that he was planning to attend.
He let out a sigh. The wedding was in two months. Another two months until he goes back to the place he supposedly ran away from. Two more months until he might see Ritchie again.