Dear A̶s̶s̶b̶u̶t̶t̶ ̶D̶o̶u̶c̶h̶e̶n̶o̶z̶z̶l̶e̶ Anders,
You’re cordially invited to stop messing around with my emotions. You had your chance and like a coward, ran away when it got too difficult. Couldn’t you handle wanting your best friends, little sister? You didn’t want me bad enough?
Like I said—coward.
Well, guess what? You lost your chance and now I’m engaged to someone who isn’t you. Thank. God. But I’m going to be the bigger person here—for the sake of my brother—and truly hope you can make the wedding, and join in on all of the festivities. I hope you don’t choke on the champagne. Or do. Whatever.
T̶h̶e̶ ̶O̶n̶e̶ ̶W̶h̶o̶ ̶G̶o̶t̶ ̶A̶w̶a̶y̶ Giselle