Charlie lounged in the VIP section, his gaze fixated on Emily since she made her entrance. Glancing at Jonathan, he couldn't help but smirk, "I totally get why you wanted to clock Manley Scott last time!" Jonathan's gaze was inscrutable, his tone ambiguous. "We're not the same, Charlie. If you want to go up there and start swinging now, I won't stop you."

Charlie scoffed, "After all this time Josiah looked up to you, you're really going to throw him under the bus like that? Doesn't it prick your conscience?" Jonathan replied coolly, "Considering I didn't march up there and drag her away, I'd say I've been quite generous."

Nodding, Charlie said, "He's my cousin, so I'll cut him some slack too. But this is definitely the last time."

Jonathan gave him a sidelong glance. "What if at my wedding, Ella wants Emily to be her maid of honor?"

Charlie chuckled, "What makes you think your wedding will happen before mine?"

A flicker of sarcasm crossed Jonathan's face. "The odds are less than zero."

handsome face darkened, then he quickly recovered with a forced smile. "Early or late doesn't matter. Emily

kids are here, but she hasn't agreed to marry you. Not sure what

at a loss

sit next to this sharp-tongued

melody filled the air, the hall quieted down. The doors swung open, letting in a dazzling light, and there stood Amiee, radiant in her simple yet stunning white wedding gown, her short

Josiah's eye, and he found himself drawn to

arm with Mr. Jordan, each step heavy with emotion, she finally reached Josiah. Mr. Jordan, looking tenderly at Amiee, said, "My dear, the love your mother and I have for you

framing his eyes that no longer held the youthful vigor of

she entered kindergarten, and seeing his car still there after class; the tear in his eye as they drove

relationship caused her, she realized

give up on finding the kind of love she longed for in

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