The rest happens so f*****g fast that my head spins. Trent drops to one knee, gives this cliché ass speech that I’m pretty sure was ripped off from a movie and asks Kiera to marry him. People crowd around the happy couple, and I watch as she covers her mouth with her hands. My heart shatters into a million pieces when she says yes. At that moment, as he slides the ring on her finger, I feel like the biggest f*****g i***t in the world for allowing her to get away. Regardless if I’ve always felt like I didn’t have a chance, I didn’t even try.
My hands are balled tightly into fists, and I don’t even notice until my fingernails cut into my palm. I feel as if my entire world is crumbling, and I can barely breathe. It was never supposed to be like this, especially at my own f*****g brother’s pa
