“What if he doesn’t? What if he looks at me, then looks at Jessica and thinks, ‘Thank god I made the right choice’?” Alex comes over, takes the dress out of my hands, and lays it carefully on the bed before wrapping me in her arms. “It doesn’t matter, Dee, because what he thinks is inconsequential. You have so much in front of you, and since he’s an asshole and obviously not your person, that means you still have your great love ahead of you. One day you’ll meet the man of your dreams and Cole will be a distant memory. He’ll be married to that bitch and living a miserable existence.”
