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Trent watched Bree walk down the aisle. He wasn’t surprised when she didn’t stop at her seat. It had been a shock that she’d stayed as long as she did. The fact that she had actually sang that song at his wedding, while staring into his eyes, let him know how much he meant to her--she really did love him, still. And here he was, holding the hands of a woman he knew had cheated on him with his best friend, getting ready to say, “I do.” I do--what? Want to be with you? Want to spend the rest of my life with you? Treasure you? Trust you? Love you? Were any of those things true? Trent thought about that picture he’d been staring at all morning. What was it screaming out at him that Monica was still lying? He couldn’t quite place it, but he knew it was there. If only he could put his finger o