He got married, but his bride was not me.
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Emery got married.
Sure enough, I was the only one who didn't know about it.
Watching everyone talk with Emery and his wife, and they glanced at me from time to time.
I could only keep smiling to hide the constant sourness in my heart...
When I was in school, I was with Emery. As a rich girl, I paid for all the expenses. Everyone knew about it.
Obviously, I loved him, but everyone ignored it.
Probably everyone thought that I, who was always willful, was playing with Emery, this poor boy.
"Emery, you're unbelievable. Among our classmates, you are the most successful, and you are the first to get married."
"When fate comes, it naturally falls into place."
Emery looked affectionately at the gentle and quiet woman sitting next to him.
I sat across from the round table and could clearly see them with my peripheral vision.
"Come on, let's make a toast together, wishing Emery and Wendy a happy wedding. We have to attend their wedding!"
Everyone stood up and raised their glasses, while I was still lost in my thoughts.
In an instant, everyone's gaze focused on me.
I stood up in a hurry and couldn't help but smile, "Yes, Emery, congratulations. Out with the old, in with the new. I wish you a happy life."
At this moment, even though my heart was in pain, I didn't back down and stared at Emery.
Until Emery's gaze turned towards me for the first time tonight, our eyes met.
In his deep and unfathomable eyes, I seemed to see a slight fluctuation...
