Neal.
I knew I was going to miss the wedding, but I didn’t want to intrude on Becca during that time, even if James was a prick. I just needed to see her happy. One more time. Before I could move on with my life.
The conversation on the phone played out in my head again and again. I needed to move on, but I couldn’t stop hearing her voice in my mind. I wished things had worked out between us, but that sadly wasn’t meant to be.
“Why can’t I stop thinking about you, Becca?” I asked aloud, my knuckles white on the steering wheel as I parked my car at a bar. The wedding would be going on right now, but I wasn’t close enough to make it, anyway.
What would I do? Say that they shouldn’t be married, or it should be called off? No. I just wanted to see her happy. Allegra sounded none too pleased on the phone, and I couldn’t blame her. This wasn’t healthy.
Yet, here I was.
