Elena. " Chloe, will you marry me?" When he had opened his mouth, I had instinctively raised my hand, too eager to wait for the question to land. And when the question tore through the air, air left my lungs. I stiffened in space, my outstretched hand remained hanging, in the air, awkwardly, "Yes! Yes!" Syrupy, Chloe's voice seeped through the air, and when I turned, I saw her standing, right next to me. When Marco had beckoned me to the stage, I had been too excited, too drawn into his glamour to read my surroundings. It was not after she said yes that I saw her, really saw her. Chloe, my best friend, the girl whom I had considered my sister had her hand outstretched, happily accepting the ring. Marco was on his one knee, as he delicately held her fair hands, gently slipping the ring on. The sight burned my eyes, and I wanted to look away, but I couldn't. I didn't believe that it was happening. For a split second, I hoped that it was a nightmare, a bad dream,
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