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“Hannah,” someone called

Hearing her nahts My head snapped to thein the aisle, hand outstretched to my soon-to-be-wife

“Sebastian?” Noah questioned beside me

Sebastian… theout to my Hannah was Sebastian Evans, one of Noah’s closest friends We weren’t close, but I knew of him

“Hannah,” he called again

Enough! My mind hollered as I took a step forward, but it was too late

Hannah released o and never looked back as she ran towards him

I stood there, too shocked to move or speak That moment was hell on earth

For hours, I could not speak My mind was blank I tried to understand, but my brain—my heart—were both shot I leaned on the balcony of the dressing roo out at the ocean until the sun set Only then did I regain function of my body, and I ran Stupidly, I ran out towards the front All the guests, with the exception of faot outside, I saw n from the Bentley

“Eli—”

“Keys” I walked around to the driver's side of the car As I opened the door, I sao wavy brown hair and brown skin Her brown eyes were now ri She stood tall with her head held high

“This is your nuht?” She pointed to the invitation card with the RSVP section of nu, “Please kick his ass” She turned towards her taxi without waiting for another word from me

“Gwen!” Noah called out to her before groaning, “Jesus He was her fucking fiancé”

Feeling my phone vibrate, I pulled it out of my coat pocket

He left his eot a confirmation