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Stepping into the unknown
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2025-09-13 15:04:23
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He thought he was the groom Front-Row to Chaos
By the time we left the mall, both Mara and I were completely drained. My feet ached from hours of walking round the mall, and my arms were sore from carrying bag after bag of dresses and accessories. Mara’s cheeks were flushed, her hair a little messy, but her grin was still impossibly wide.I slumped into the car, letting out a long groan. “I think I just aged ten years,” I muttered, stretching my stiff limbs.Mara laughed, tossing one of the shopping bags onto the seat next to me. “Welcome to the glamorous life of dress shopping, baby girl. Exhaustion is part of the package.”We drove back in relative silence, both of us too tired to argue or joke, letting the hum of the city pass by unnoticed. By the time we walked into Mara’s apartment, every muscle in my body screamed for rest. Mara immediately went to pour wine, and I sank onto the couch with a groan, already planning to collapse completely as soon as possible.I slumped onto the couch, kicking off my shoes with a groan. “Mara…
He thought he was the groom The transformation
The next morning, Mara’s off-key singing drifts down the hallway, scraping at my ears. I groan and bury my head under the blanket.“Mara, stop torturing the neighborhood!” I shout.Her laughter floats back. “Get up, sleepyhead. Big day ahead.”I roll out of bed like a zombie, feet dragging, and find her at the kitchen counter, hair in a messy bun, coffee in one hand, phone in the other.“You look like you’re plotting world domination,” I mutter.“Not the world,” she says, smirking. “Just your wardrobe.”I freeze. “Oh no.”“Oh yes,” she grins. “If we’re doing this, we do it right. No sweatpants, no sad-girl hair. You’re going to that wedding like you own the place.”I slump onto a chair. “This is a terrible idea.”Mara sets a mug of coffee in front of me. “No, it’s brilliant. Ethan sees you walk in with confidence, with his boss no less. He’ll choke on his champagne.”I glare at her. “You really enjoy this, don’t you?”She shrugs. “A little. But also… you need to remember who you were
He thought he was the groom Stepping into the unknown
Lyra didn’t reply to the first message. She barely thought about it, brushing it off like one of those random texts that vanish into the noise of her day. Her mind was tangled with Ethan, Mara, and the chaos of the wedding plan, and honestly, she didn’t have the energy to entertain some unknown number texting her.Hours later, her phone buzzed again. Same number. Same unknown sender.Lyra, it’s Andrew. Are you really going with me so I can make arrangements for us?.Her stomach drops.“What?!” she whispers, gripping the phone like it might bite. She looks at Mara, who’s casually sipping her coffee, completely unbothered.“Mara! You didn’t even ask me! You just gave him my number? Without telling me?”Mara shrugs, leaning back in the chair. “Relax, Lyra. I knew he’d text eventually. And honestly, you were going anyway.”“Relax? Mara, do you even see this from my side? I—” Lyra cuts herself off, her throat tight, her voice strangled with frustration. “I’m choking here! I can’t even—” Sh
He thought he was the groom Ambushed at lunch
“You can’t wear that,” she says, pointing at my oversized T-shirt and shorts. “You look like… a sad potato.”I blink at her. “A sad potato?”“Yes! It’s tragic. People might feel sorry for you, and that’s not the vibe we’re going for.”Before I can protest, she’s already rifling through her closet. “No, no, no. This one!” She holds up a sleek, dark-green dress and shoves it at me. “Try it. You’ll thank me later.”I stare at the fabric. “Mara, what is all this fuss? Where exactly are we going? Why all the dressing and—”“You’ll see,” she says with a grin that makes me suspicious. “Just trust me.”Next, she sits me down at the vanity and starts applying light makeup. “Nothing heavy. Just enough so people know you didn’t roll out of bed five minutes ago. Eyeliner, a little blush, some lip gloss. Bam—instant classy.”I watch her work, half-amused and half-panicked. “Mara, I still don’t know where we’re headed, and you’re doing all this like it’s a gala or something.”She laughs. “Oh, Lyra.
He thought he was the groom Caught between the lines
When I wake up, I expect to see my notebook still lying on the bed.The morning light makes it look harmless, but I know what’s inside — every rough, ugly thought I had about Ethan, Clara and myself.I stretch, still groggy, and that’s when I notice Mara sitting on the floor against my bed, my notebook in her hands.“Good morning,” she says softly, still holding up the notebook. “Hope you don’t mind. I read it.”My stomach drops. “Mara—”“No, wait. Before you get mad, listen.”She sets the notebook down carefully, like it might shatter if she drops it.“What you wrote… it broke my heart, Lyra. But it also made me proud. You were honest with yourself for the first time in months. You didn’t sugarcoat anything. That’s what healing looks like.”I flop back against my pillow, covering my face with my hands. “You weren’t supposed to read it. It was just for me.”“I know.” Her voice softens even more. “But I’m glad I did. Now I know how much you’ve really been holding in.”I peek at her bet
He thought he was the groom Edge of a decision
I was in my room when I got a text from Mara at night.“We need to talk”I don’t text Mara back that night.Not because I don’t want to, but because my brain feels like a blender stuck on high speed.She wants me to go to the wedding — no, not just go — she wants me to show up on Ethan’s big day as someone else’s date.Not just someone.His boss.I lie awake staring at the ceiling, running through every possible disaster scenario.What if I trip in the aisle and take out the entire front row?What if Ethan sees me and realizes I still care?What if I embarrass the boss so badly that he bans Ethan from music altogether just out of pity for having dated me?By morning, I’m convinced this is a terrible plan.So of course Mara shows up with coffee and a look on her face like she’s already won.“You didn’t text back,” she says, handing me my drink.“That’s because I was busy making a list of all the ways this could ruin my life.”She ignores that and sits on the edge of my bed. “Good. That
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