"Purple or Blue?" I asked Jin who was busy nosing around my bedroom looking for something I didn't know what.

"You look good in everything."

"I hate it when someone says that. It might sound like a compliment but I know people say it because they don't know the answer." I complained.

"If you know everything, then why do you ask?" He said still not looking at me.

Frustrated by his ignorance, I rebuked, "What the hell are you even doing?"

"I am looking for 'his' pictures." He said casually.

"Whose picture?" I asked despite knowing the answer.

As a reply, he looked at me with a frown. We have been friends since diapers, he could easily see through me. He knew it very well that I knew what he was talking about.

I sighed, knowing I got caught.

"I just don't like talking about him," I explained, "And we are not together anymore, why would I have his pictures."

"Do you miss him?"

"Stop." I warned. I didn't want to show him my sadness even though he knew it. I didn't want to think about him before such an important event.

"Do you still love him? Do you regret everything you did? Do you still think about him?"

I could feel something building inside me. Was it frustration, anger or maybe...sadness?

"Please stop." And I burst out crying. I was tired of acting fine. I wanted to share my pain with someone. I felt so lonely. I regretted everything. But I had no one to talk to. My parents don't talk to me after I told them about this divorce. Everyone around me hates me.

He stood up, "Come here." And pulled me into a comforting hug. That was when I realised that he was there with me through everything. No matter what I did he was there for me and I never acknowledged how grateful I was to him.

"Thank you." I thanked him from the bottom of my heart.

He snickered, "What's with the sudden sweetness? Did you fall for me because of one hug?"

I chuckled, lightly hitting his chest and tightening the hug.

"Will you keep crying and not get ready?"

"You have to leave for me to get ready."

"Why don't you change in front of me? Now that he is not here, I have a chance." He joked while smirking.

I hit his chest, this time a little harder and pushed him out of the room.

I had finally decided to go with the purple dress. It wasn't exactly purple, more like a sweet lavender colour. I had paired it with matching pair of heels and silver accessories and bag. To top it all of, I added mascara, lavender and silver eye shadow and a lot of highlighter.

When I went down, I saw Jin completely ready. He was looking very handsome in the purplish-blue suit pair with a white t-shirt.

"You look very handsome." I said and put a strand of hair behind my ear shyly, expecting a compliment in return but all I got was, "I know."

I looked at his back moving away blatantly in shock.

That was so him.

We rushed out to get into his car. We were already 10 minute late than the set departure time. This was a very important event...actually not very important but important enough for someone who has been locked inside their home for months. Despite my excitement, I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that Jeonghan might be there. This was our high school friend's marriage after all.

"Are you worried about Jeonghan?" Jin glanced at me for a moment before going back to focusing on driving.

I smiled a little realising how much he noticed. I didn't even know his car's colour until today but he knew everything about me. He knew how to read me. He knew my likes and dislikes and everything else. But I had failed to notice everything. Maybe I was too busy thinking about Jeonghan. The three of us have known each other since we were very young. Our mothers' were friends and used to meet up often. We basically grew up as siblings and had never imagined that we might end up liking each other. At the age of 12, when I first knew what a boyfriend was, I had always imagined Jeonghan as my future boyfriend. Jin was also nice and kind of good looking back then but something about Jeonghan made me more attracted to him. Jin was someone who always nagged me into doing the right things but Jeonghan...he always did the wrong things but made it look right with just one angelic smile. He lived on adrenaline rush and so did I. Sneaking out, smoking, drugs, jail, clubbing, drinking, kiss, having sex...falling in love, getting married. All my firsts were with him. Now that I think about it, life doesn't work on adrenaline, calmness and security is needed, something I would've got with Jin but never with Jeonghan.

"Earth to Nari?" I quickly turned my head to face Jin.

"I asked you something a long time ago." He said exaggerating the word 'long'.

"It was not that long." I defended with a chuckle.

He sighed, "I always keep telling you that I am there for you but just don't seem to understand. I want you to talk to me. I want you to know that I am there for you. I hate it when you hide things from me and things include your true feelings." Concern laced his face. I had never noticed this before but his face still had the youthful look it had when we were in college. It seemed like it did not change a bit since then.

"Why are you staring? Are you captivated by this face?" His face no longer showed any signs of concerns. The wrinkles on his forehead relaxed making him look even more handsome.

"Maybe." I thought out loud and regretted immediately. After going through the worst heartbreak, I wouldn't want to fall for my best friend, especially the one with a girlfriend.

Jin parked his car and we walked in together. People were giving us weird looks. They all probably knew about the whole divorce and were thinking that I was a slut to have moved on so easily and I couldn't care enough to correct them.

I was soon greeted by Britney, the bride, Mina, Ava and Georgia, Britney's sister-in-law who was also going to be the maid of honor.

"I know I've said it before, but thank you guys so much for being here." Britney's eyes shimmered with emotion as she looked around at us. "I know the preparations have been crazy, and the scrutiny isn't easy, so I appreciate it."

"We wouldn't miss it for the world." Mina squeezed her hand, her eyes glowing with a mix of happiness and melancholy.

The same contradictory emotions dripped through me as the clock counted down to the ceremony. I was truly happy for Britney, especially after everything she and Ryan went through to be together.

My friends and I were growing up. We were no longer the young, carefree students we once were. We hadn't been in a long time, but somehow, Britney's wedding drove that fact home harder than my wedding had. Gone were the days of impromptu weekend trips, late night spa sessions, and weekly catchups over coffee and scones.

Now, Ava lived with Joshua and was constantly traveling for her job. Britney was about to get married. And Mina was so busy with the magazine and her blog that I barely saw her. But when we were together, it was like old times again, and I would never take that for granted.

"Tell Ryan to treat you right or he'll have to answer to us," Mina added. Despite her threat, we knew we didn't need to worry. Ryan treated Britney like a queen.

Britney's soft laugh contained a touch of wateriness. "I will."

Someone knocked on the door. Georgia entered, "Are you ready?"
Apprehension cascaded across Britney's face for the first time that day, but she straightened her shoulders and nodded.

We did one last hair and makeup check before we filed downstairs and across the long hallway.

The doors opened, and every thought except not tripping during my endless walk down the aisle faded.

All in the audience staring at me, but of the thousands of pairs of eyes, one in particular seared into me when I passed the pews reserved for the bride and groom's close friends and family.

My heartbeat drummed louder.

I took my place at the altar and trained my eyes on the entrance, determined not to look at a certain person in the crowd.

Britney entered on the arm of her father and an awed hush blanketed the crowd.

Across the altar, Ryan fell unnaturally still. His eyes locked onto Britney's, and his face glowed with such love it
made my heart squeeze. A meteor could've landed in the hall and he wouldn't have been able to tear his eyes away from her.

Britney's returning smile was visible even beneath her lace veil. The moment stretched between them, so raw and intimate. I felt like I was intruding despite the thousands of guests surrounding us.

I blinked away the tears gathering in my eyes. I wasn't crying. I was expelling excess moisture. That was all.

But when the archbishop started the ceremony, I couldn't stop myself from scanning the pews to tamp down my
emotion.

My gaze skipped over a handful of recognizable faces before it snagged on Jeonghan.

He looked devastating in a black tuxedo. He'd tamed his hair into a neat style that emphasized the finely chiseled lines of his cheekbones, and his coal dark eyes burnt into mine with an intensity that seeped beneath my skin.

I had no idea why he was staring at me. Was it because the ceremony reminded him about our wedding? Was it because he wanted to say something to me? I didn't know what it was for but I definitely knew that if I didn't move from there, my soul will be burnt down into ashes so I moved out of the hall.