Amelia’s POV
The brunette walked into my showroom and started speaking to Cadence, my head sales assistant.
She looked a few years younger than me. “Hello, I’m Annabelle Carter. I had an appointment with Ms. Amelia McGrath for my wedding gown designs,” she said, smiling at Cadence. My face fell hearing her words. Her wedding gowns? Was she, Tristan’s bride?
It was then that reality struck me hard. I had guessed right. Tristan had really moved on, and he had forgotten me. He was getting married to this beautiful brunette. No wonder he looked so happy. No one could blame him though. It has been eight long years since I last saw him on that dreadful day at school. Ours wasn’t a love story at all and any normal person would move on from such a teenage crush. Was I not normal then? My entire
