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Picture 2
Sydney Alice's Choice: Picture 2
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She walks down the aisle, lovely in her flowing white dress and gorgeous smile. In her hands, she carries a bouquet of pink and yellow roses, perfect in their shape and color.
Perfect like her.
She’s glowing, as all brides do on their wedding day. The crowd murmurs in appreciation as she makes her way closer to the altar. Closer to her destination. Closer to her bridesmaids. Closer to the groomsmen.
Closer to me.
Closer to forever.
I watch, mesmerized, as her father lifts her veil. Her eyes catch mine, but it’s brief because he leans close, kissing her cheek and blocking my vision of her.
She’s the only girl I’ve ever loved.
With a smile as bright as the sun, she steps toward the man at my side and wraps her hand in his.
My brother’s hand.
They face the minister, and I force a smile while dying inside.
The hardest thing in life is to watch someone you love, love someone else.
1 comments:
Ugh, so lovely and sad. Well done.
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