Prolougue
"Do you, Roy, take Riza to be your lafully wedded wife?"
"I do."
"And Riza, do you take Roy to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do"
Those words were spoken, and not a second later Jean Havoc's heart smashed into a tiny million little pieces, even as he held the hand of a dark haired beauty. For years he had been madly in love, but he had seen the fire in Riza's eyes as she looked at Roy, so he never spoke up. He had mistaken her love as just a passing phase, as had most of the boys Riza had loved in the past.
Pressure was suddenly put on the hand being held in his left hand. Havoc looked at his black haired beauty, a lady any man would be greatful to have. She was beautiful, smart, knew how to cook... and yet Havoc would never be satisfied it it wasn't Riza. But obviously he couldn't have her. So he just smiled a soft half hearted smile at his black haired beauty and squeezed her hand back.
Behind him, and old croney hand that belonged to his mother tapped the two on their shoulder. "You'll be next, I'm sure of it!" Leeane - Havoc's beauty - beamed proudly, but Havoc simply shrugged... she wasn't wrong though.
Not many months later Havoc and Leeane were standing side by side, giving the same vows... though Havoc barely noticed his words passing through his lips. As he looked into the crowd, there he saw Riza and Roy, much in the same position he had been, but both Riza and Roy seemed content and happy... it shattered Havoc's heart even further.
