Aria's POV

The wedding was beautiful.

The vows, the rings, the love in their eyes—it was everything a wedding was supposed to be.

I clapped along with the crowd as Aiden and Kylie sealed their union with a kiss, but my hands felt heavy, and my smile didn’t quite reach my eyes.

My chest ached as I watched them, hastily wiping the tears that spilled my cheeks. They looked so in love, so sure of each other. It was a stark contrast to my own reality. My wedding hadn’t been like this. No ...