She’s slowly walking in the crowded hall filled with lovers slowly dancing to a romantic song. She’s nervous, this is her first time.
Elegance never worked for her but tonight, she really did her best. Flowing pink gown, a bit of jewelry and a little trip to a salon for a make over. It’s not as good as how she imagined it but it’s the closest she can get.
She saw him seated beside a window, giving them a breathtaking view of the city lights. Heart pounding faster and faster, she kept calm until she finally joined him in their table.
They talked about everything like they always used to. She knew this will be their second chance together. She already had this scenario in her head countless times before.
After having their dinner, he asked her to dance. They swayed sweetly, she smelled the same scent and memories came back. Memories of why they broke up before.
Back to their table, he finally said “I’m marrying her next month. We’re pregnant. ” Shocked, she can’t think of anything to say.
Who knew? They’ve been seeing each other again for the past four months. Who would’ve thought?
Right, she’s her best friend. She’s the bridesmaid.