As Greg ascended the altar steps, his confident stride seemed to reverberate through Harry's chest, each step feeling like a heavy weight crushing his heart. He should be the one going close to Valerie and not this…this…guy!
Just moments before, Greg had blended into the background, a mere observer amidst the chaos. But now, Harry's gaze was drawn to him, and his presence seemed to dominate the space.
Greg's eyes locked onto Valerie's, and Harry sensed a deep connection. The way Greg slipped off his jacket, the fluid motion, the tender care with which he draped it over Valerie's shoulders – it all spoke of intimacy!
Their eyes met, warmth and familiarity radiating between them. Harry's mind recoiled, his thoughts racing. This man was more than a friend to Valerie; the chemistry between them was beyond what mere friends could achieve.
