Liar Liar

Liar Liar

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Dec 21, 2017
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He leaned in closer to me. I could feel his cool breath fanning across my face, revealing that he'd recently been chewing mint flavored gum. Purposefully moving closer to him, I pressed my entire body up against his. His grip on my hips tightened and I smirked. His light green eyes locked onto my chocolate brown ones and I caught my breath. An emotion I couldn't place my finger on was flickering behind his eyes; I decided to ignore it. I tilted my head slightly and moved my lips closer to his so that our noses were touching. I could feel the tension from our bodies suspended in the air, the fire between us igniting. Our lips almost brushed each other when I said, "Got you." Anna's life is absolutely crazy. She has to plan her best friend's stressful wedding and deal with the absolutely gorgeous and cocky best man who is determined to win her over and steal her heart. Did I mention she knows the groom is cheating on her best friend? Throw in some snobbish friends, an idiot stuck in an elevator and a fake fiance... An we're only getting started.
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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 face each other with a smile as tears form in their eyes. The groom raises his bride's veil, his hands holding her face, and they stare at each other. The people start to cheer, and their clapping grows louder, and I can't even raise my hands. I just watch them-I watch them intently as I listen to my heart pounding. The groom leans in and finally kisses his bride. He's kissing... my bride. I swallow the lump in my throat and lick my lips. I blink several times to push back the tears I want to fall and force myself to clap and plaster a smile on my face. That's it, Jath. Who would've thought the best thing you could do for the person you love so much was to clap at her wedding with somebody else? Ha, you were planning to give her the whole world, but she's already living in his. What a joke. I endure the sight of my first love and her groom facing us as they hold hands. The smile on her face is the kind of smile I haven't seen in my entire life-one that I devoted to loving her. She never smiled 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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