Suddenly, as Argos's gaze flickered across the crowd, hope ignited inside me. For a fleeting moment, our eyes locked. Time slowed; the world around us faded. I felt a flush of joy, believing maybe, just maybe, he still felt something for me. But then he looked back at Alice, and my breath hitched painfully.
I know I should turn around, leave quietly, and spare myself the agony of witnessing this moment. But as Alice takes her place beside him, my heart shouts louder than my common sense.
""Does anybody oppose this marriage? Speak now or forever hold your peace," the priest intoned, and I felt the weight of the world crash down upon me, thick and suffocating.
The moment hangs in the air, pregnant with tension. Silence envelops the room, thick and suffocating. It's my last chance, the final opportunity to reclaim what I had lost.
I thought I could let go of you, to see you happy with someone else. Ever since, I always let the people before me have their happiness first before mine but now, I wanted to be selfish just this once.
It was then that I found myself standing up, heart pounding against my ribcage, driven by an impulse I'd never felt before.