Next, it was time for the bridesmaids and groomsmen to go and we walked in, while I, being the maid of honor, was behind with the best man. Everything was silent, except for the piano that played the usual song.

Everyone's eyes were on us, and I felt slightly awkward, but I kept my head up and made it to the front. When we got there, we stood in order. I looked at Gabriel, who looked amazing in his black suit. That was the first time I'd seen him look a hundred percent formal.

I looked to the door, and waited for my best friend to wall down the isle. It took longer than necessary for them to show up that when I saw her with my father at the doors, I breathed out a sigh of relief. People stood up and they began to walk towards us. Tori's face was covered with a veil, but Gabriel looked at her as if he was seeing the most beautiful girl in the world. She was handed over, and the pastor began to speak.

"We are gathered here today to witness......"

The following words were drowned out of my head while I kept my eyes on the soon to be married couple. They said their vows, which brought a lot of awws and tears from the crowd. I'd heard their story before, so I just smiled at my couple, glad that they'd done it and there they were, getting married.

They wore their rings and they were pronounced man and wife. Gabriel honestly couldn't wait to see her. He opened up that veil and kissed her in nanoseconds. That had the crowd in cahoots while we clapped in merriment. It truly was a beautiful moment to witness.

Everyone went to reception, where people began to talk to the bride and the groom. Then music began to be played and the newly married couple had their first dance. When they were through, everyone went onto the dancefloor. I had a dance with the best man who was called Asher. We had a blast on the floor and then the tune turned into a softer number which required a slow dance. We got off the stage and I went to get myself a drink.

"Care to dance?"

The liquid contents in my mouth were almost spit out, but I quickly composed myself and swallowed. Slowly, I turned around to see Adam wearing a brown suit with a sly smile on his face.

"Why are you here?"

He seemed confused for a second, but then he got himself together again.

"The whole church was invited, remember?"

How could you honestly forget?!

I nodded my head and took my sip of my beverage, looking at the happy people surrounding us.

"So.....do you want to dance?"

That sly smile had returned, and I wondered what was wrong with the man. Maybe his relationship with Jane was making him have a weird confidence boost. I looked around, hoping to see her close by, but I was surprised to see that there was no one around.

"Uh.....sure."

He took my hand and led me to the floor. We began to dance to the song but I kept my glance at anything else but at him.

"You're a good dancer."

I thanked him and proceeded to dance in silence.

"Where's Jane?"

"She left for Italy last week."

"Oh. Ok then."

His voice held an aura of confidence, as if he was in control of the situation.

"Why do you want to know?"

I shrugged, acting nonchalant, and replied.

"I was just curious."

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