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Melissa smiles warmly at us, her eyes shining with affection. “I mean it. The bond you two share is truly special, and I hope you never take it for granted. Promise me you’ll always be there for each other, no matter what,” she says, her tone earnest.

I nod in agreement, feeling a surge of emotion welling up within me. “You have my word, Melissa. Andrea and I will always be there for each other,” I promise, my voice filled with sincerity.

Andrea echoes my sentiment, her eyes shining with determination. “We have always had each other’s backs,” she says, her voice filled with conviction.

Melissa smiles at our words, her expression softening with affection. “I’m so glad to hear that. Now, go get ready for the ceremony. We’ve got a big day ahead of us,” she says, her voice filled with excitement.

As Andrea and I head off to get ready, I can’t help but feel a sense of gratitude for Melissa’s words of wisdom.

As we get ready for the big event, despite my best efforts to remain calm and composed, my mind is a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

Part of me is thrilled at the prospect of spending the day with Andrea, of being by her side as we participate in the ceremony. But another part of me is terrified of what the day might bring, of the potential for heartache and disappointment lurking just around the corner.

I’ve known for a while now that I’ve fallen for Andrea in a way I never thought possible. But I’ve been too afraid to admit the truth to anyone but myself, too afraid to risk our friendship for the chance at something more. As I watch her walk toward me, a vision of beauty and grace, I can’t deny the truth any longer.

I’m in love with her.

As we make our way to the staging area, my mind is a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. I can’t shake the feeling that something is about to happen, something that will irrevocably alter the course of our lives.

Andrea and I find ourselves standing awkwardly in the hallway, waiting for the rest of the wedding party to get ready. She looks stunning in her dress, and I can’t help but feel a rush of appreciation for her beauty.

“You look amazing, Andrea,” I finally manage to say, my voice filled with sincerity.

Andrea blushes at the compliment, a shy smile playing at the corners of her lips. “Thanks, Josh. You don’t look too bad yourself,” she replies, her voice tinged with warmth.

Before we can say anything else, we’re interrupted by a sudden commotion coming from a nearby room. Curious, we exchange a glance before hurrying over to investigate.

As we approach the room, we can hear snippets of conversation and raised voices coming from inside. Andrea peers through the crack in the door, her brow furrowing in confusion.

“What’s going on in there?” I ask, feeling a sense of unease wash over me.

Andrea turns to me, her expression grave. “I’m not sure. Let’s go check it out,” she suggests, her voice filled with determination.

We push open the door and step inside, only to be met with a scene of chaos. Friends and family are gathered in clusters, their faces drawn and somber. Andrea approaches a guest, her voice low as she asks what’s happening.

I watch as the guest’s expression darkens, her eyes filled with sadness. “The ceremony has been canceled,” she whispers, her voice barely audible over the din of the room.

Andrea’s eyes widen in shock, her hand flying to her mouth in disbelief. “Canceled? But why?” she asks, her voice trembling with emotion.

Her friend shakes her head, unable to provide any answers. “I don’t know the details, but it’s true. The wedding is off,” she replies, her voice filled with sympathy.

I feel a knot form in the pit of my stomach as the reality of the situation sinks in. The wedding that started this whole charade, has been abruptly called off.

Andrea and I stand there in stunned silence, unable to comprehend what we’ve just heard. The air in the room feels heavy with disappointment and sadness, and I can’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for Melissa. Something tells me not to feel sorry for Jeremy.

What could have possibly caused the ceremony to be cancelled? And what does this mean for Melissa and her fiancé’s relationship?

As Andrea and I exchange a worried glance, I can’t shake the feeling that there’s more to this story than meets the eye. And as we stand there in the midst of the chaos, I can’t help but wonder what secrets lie hidden beneath the surface.

Chapter seventeen

Andrea

My mind racing with a million different thoughts, I feel a surge of panic wash over me. Melissa’s words echo in my ears, her insistence on making Josh and I promise to always be there for each other haunting me as I struggle to make sense of the situation. We hurry down the hallway to find Melissa, and I can’t shake the feeling that the events of today are far from over.

I glance down at the screen to see Tanya’s name flashing, and a pang of guilt washes over me. Josh and I haven’t had a chance to tell Tanya we made it.

With a sigh, I press the answer button and hold the phone to my ear. “Hey, Tanya,” I say, trying to keep the tremor out of my voice.

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