Does My Tuxedo Look Good on Him?

Maybe the air-conditioning in the lounge was set too low, but the more I dwelled on the thought, the colder I felt right down to my bones.When Hannah reached for my hand, I pulled away and looked her dead in the eye. "Get my suit back. I don't want Lucas wearing it."She frowned. "Don't start, Jasper. It's just a ceremony, and we can always have another."The slight downturn of her lips and irritation in her eyes stung deep."Even if the suit doesn't matter, why do you have to be the bride for the wedding?" I snapped back. Was he just a terminally ill man abusing his illness to make unreasonable demands, or had she simply been waiting for an excuse?Perhaps my words struck a nerve because something in Hannah's expression darkened. She shook me off, lifted her gown, and walked toward the door.Before she left, she tossed some harsh words over her shoulder. "Being with you is exhausting. You're too controlling, you never consider my feelings, and you always have to make things u

Before I opened the door, Darryl pointed at my forehead and warned, "If you take her back again, I'm cutting ties with you for good."I laughed and said, "Deal. Whoever takes her back deserves a beating anyway."When Dad answered the door, Hannah was carrying bags of gifts, which he promptly threw outside. However, she patiently picked them up again.After a few rounds of that, half the neighbors started peeking out. After she kept apologizing softly, Dad finally let her in. He was still scowling.Once she came inside, she went straight to the kitchen and began cooking as if her muscle memory had taken over.Mom and Dad exchanged looks, while Darryl muttered "shameless" under his breath and started typing furiously on his phone. I watched her from behind and felt a wave of complicated emotions. It wasn't until our fifth year together that our relationship had finally stabilized. That year, I had put a necklace on her for an anniversary gift and tentatively asked if we should m

After returning home, I gave my parents a quick update before returning to my apartment and sleeping like the dead, right through the morning.When I woke up, I wasn't surprised to see a post on Instagram announcing Lucas' successful surgery. I gave it a like and was genuinely happy for him.I had barely taken two bites of breakfast when Hannah showed up at my door again. The apartment my parents bought for me was right above theirs, with the Jensen siblings living right next door.Darryl heard the doorbell once Hannah rang it. After a brief scuffle in the hallway, I heard furious shouting and fighting.I opened the door to find Hannah disheveled and drenched from head to toe. When she saw me, she swallowed her anger and forced a smile. "I brought you breakfast."I looked at the sandwiches she was holding and asked, "Has Lucas had his breakfast yet?"Hannah replied, "I understand that I didn't handle things well, but Lucas' surgery is over, and nothing's going to stand in our

Once Hannah was completely out of sight, I beckoned to Freya. "Come down and stop acting now. It's dangerous up there."Freya's bright, lively face flushed red with traces of awkwardness and uncertainty. I quickly stepped forward, took her hand, and helped her over the railing to safety.Darryl's eyes nearly popped out of his head. "Wait… Have you known all along?"I laughed. "Not from the start. It was from when she started reciting lines."He sheepishly scratched his head and murmured in a puzzled tone, "So, why did you play along with us?"I glanced at Freya and replied, "If I didn't, how were you going to end this act? Was she going to jump for real?"He coughed under the retort, while Freya's face turned even redder as she hid behind Darryl.I slung an arm around his shoulder and laughed. "I know you meant well, but this time, I'm serious when I say that I'm done with Hannah.""Glad to hear that," he muttered, still looking a little awkward.As Darryl and I started headin

The elevator stopped on the first floor before Darryl stepped in after having picked up a few packages.The moment he stepped in, I instinctively let go of Freya's hand.Holding hands in front of other people was fine, but doing it in front of Darryl felt awkward. It was as if I had somehow stolen his little sister.Freya shot me a quiet look, then quietly talked to Darryl about something else. I chimed in every now and then.Halfway through, Darryl nudged Freya aside and shoved his phone in front of me to show me some gossip."Darryl," Freya suddenly cut in."What?" he impatiently replied."How did I know I spent 30 dollars today?""What 30 dollars are you talking about?" Darryl blinked.At the thought of Freya's "accidental" marriage certificate drop, a terrible gut feeling rose in my chest. Just as I was about to interrupt, Freya took out our marriage certificate. She turned it under the elevator light and carefully studied it, completely capturing Darryl's attention.I