He’d broken his promise.
Let her down.
But if he couldn’t have her, no one would get what should have been hers
If he was going to be the bad guy,
He might as well go all the way.
The day before the wedding, the Jefferson estate buzzed with joy, everyone’s faces bright with happiness.
Servants bustled about, decorating the mansion and hall.
Anyone could see this was a house preparing for celebration.
My room was especially lively
My college friends and Linda had arrived in Eastbrook last night, staying at the hotel arranged by my family.
Early today, the driver picked them up for breakfast.
After eating, everyone started decorating the bridal suite.
The atmosphere was electric.
While helping with balloons, Linda looked at me with relief. “Seeing you this happy puts my mind at ease.”
“Why wouldn’t I be happy?”
I smiled
Davis was a good man.
Life with him would be good.
His parents treated me well too.
No difficult in–law relationships to worry about..
I could see a comfortable life ahead.
Just…
We’d need time to develop feelings.
But that couldn’t be rushed
As Linda and I were talking, Mom brought in my high school friend.
I was delighted. “Sarah! I thought you weren’t coming until tomorrow…”
“What, not happy to see me?”
Sarah Larson walked over, smiling “Of course I had to come today, to see you one last time before you’re married, take some photos for memories.”
We were best friends in high school.
Even after I moved to Brookshire, we stayed in touch regularly.
I sighed, “Seeing you makes me realize how grown up we are now.”
More than ten years since high school.
Sarah laughed, “Being grown up has its perks. If we were still teenagers, could you just decide to get married?”
…That’s twisting logic.”
I gave her a look.
She sat beside me and said casually: “Though I never thought Davis would actually end up with you.”
“What do you mean?” I asked instinctively.
“Davis has liked you for how many years now? Don’t tell me you didn’t know!”
