You Wont Believe What Happened on Knight Street Bridge This Morning!

But I didn’t cry. Not there. Not in front of them.

I glanced inside the church and saw her—Vanessa, the bride—standing confidently among the guests in her fitted white dress, showing off exactly what she always liked to show.

She met my eyes and gave me that crooked smile—the smile of someone who believed she had already won.

I took a slow breath.

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