Hi Guys! I've decided to continue working on this story again (I know it's been a while). I've edited all of the chapters I've had up and I've added one new chapter! Hopefully some of you are still with me. If you like it, please review (: it means a lot!

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I wasn't invited to this wedding. I shouldn't have even been here. After all the misery that this man, Dimitri, had put me through in the past three years it should've been only fair that I didn't have to see him get married. But here I was, sitting with Lissa in the fifth row of pews – I would know after counting them and recounting them just so that I wouldn't have to look in his face. That gorgeous face… That wasn't mine. Daring a glance upwards I felt his stony, brown eyes meet my own. I couldn't understand why he looked so… cold. This was his wedding. He should have been happy. If there was ever a time for him to use that rare yet warm smile it was now. I hadn't even been invited to the wedding, but Lissa had insisted that I come stating that 'She didn't want to come alone'. Christian would be giving a reading in the church since it was his aunt's wedding plus they were in some kind of relationship drama. How I wish that could be Dimitri and I. Life would have been so must easier if we were arguing over the color of our apartment rather than not even being on speaking terms. Sighing, I brushed aside one of my perfect brown ringlets that Lissa had styled earlier. This was all her fault, I thought, looking over at the picture of my best friend. Her emerald green eyes were already twinkling with tears and Tasha hadn't even came done the aisle yet, but I knew that Lissa was happy for Dimitri. Even so I couldn't stay mad at her. After Dimitri had turned back into a dhampir over two years ago, the two had formed a close friendship, much similar to that of mine and Christian's. Apparently I was the only one unworthy of his presence and conversations. Not that we really had a chance to spend time together. I was at Court guarding Lissa full time while he way away in New York being Tasha's own guardian, although I was positive that a lot more than 'guarding' was going on with those two. They were getting married after all.

Guardian mask still firmly in place, I placed my fidgety hands over my black satin dress as Lissa whispered over in my year, "You alright?" Smiling grimly, I nodded trying to reassure her that I was okay. Even if Dimitri and Lissa were friends, Lissa would always be my first priority just like I was hers. She knew just how much it hurt me to be here or to an extent. Nevertheless, I was her guardian and I would do anything for her. Besides I was happily dating Adrian… There was no reason for me to want Dimitri, to love him, but that didn't mean that I didn't. Suddenly a musical tune started afloat ringing throughout the entire church. To everyone it was a signal. One that was exciting and happy. To me it was almost like a death march. The ceremony was supposed to be small, but this tune was unfamiliar for which I was grateful for as I knew the moment the wedding march started to play I would have to go hide off in a corner or something… Seeing Dimitri vowing himself to Tasha was something I couldn't handle, especially when he promised to be mine and love me forever only two short years ago.

At the end of the hall the queen stood in all her glory. Shocked, I raised my eyebrows, wondering what she on earth was doing here at Tasha and Dimitri's wedding. Sure, Dimitri was a great guardian with his reputation built back up after a couple of years and Tasha was a royal moroi, if a not very appreciated one, but neither were good enough for Queen Bitch's presence. Or so I had thought.

The Queen took her place in the front of the church without any questioning from the guests and I slumped back into my seat. At least the queen wasn't here for me, I reminded myself. It was Dimitri and Tasha's wedding, not mine and Dimitri's. Taking Lissa's hand, I clenched it, glad to have an anchor to hang onto. I knew that the Belikov's were all looking back at me from the other side of the church every few moments, probably feeling sympathetic for me. I, of course, wanted to shout at them to look somewhere else, anywhere but here and that I didn't need there sympathy; somehow I had a hard time convincing myself that they would believe that. These were the same Belikovs' who had seen me beat myself up and travel across the world to find Dimitri and I doubted they would believe that my love would ever fade. I just wished that the same could be said of Dimitri. Another song snapped me out of my thoughts, and immediately I knew who would be coming down the aisle this time. Tasha. That much was obvious and as I turned sullenly I repressed a gasp. She was stunning, I had to admit. Her black hair was done in a complex bun, showing all of her scars in glory. They didn't take away from the look, however, they just added to the fact of how brave and happy she looked. Her ivory dress flowed slightly down in a curtain of silk and her blue eyes were piercing with long, dark lashes surrounding them. I wanted to cry. Not because of how wonderful she looked, but because of the way Dimitri was looking at her. I wanted him to look at me that way. Not that he ever would.

Turning back in my seat, I watched as she pranced down the aisle way too slowly for my liking. It was like they were trying to draw this out for me, make it as agonizing as possible as they destroyed what was left of my heart. Hadn't they ever heard of ripping the band aid off quickly? I couldn't stand it. A single tear began to fall from my frosty brown eyes, but I wiped it away hastily. Never again would I shed another tear for Dimitri Belikov. He wasn't worth it, I decided. Unfortunately, my heart thought otherwise. When Tasha finally reached Dimitri and faced each other while the preacher began to drone on, I sighed, closing my eyes. This was just another one of Stan's lectures, I told myself. I could easily ignore those. But this, I couldn't. Every single word and syllable that the preacher spoke happily made me want to murder him even more. I hated this man. He was so cruel, didn't he see that Tasha wasn't supposed to be with Dimitri? He was mine.

"Speak now or forever hold your peace," the preacher began and I froze, paralyzed. This was my time. I could change this. I could just speak. One last time… But the preacher had already begun to talk about something else: The vows. Jumping to my feet with my practiced guardian moves, I felt every dhampir's and moroi's eyes move to me, horrified. I didn't care. I only had eyes for Dimitri.

"I…" I stuttered, before looking at Tasha's stunned expression. "I'm sorry Tasha. I don't mean to ruin your wedding, but I have to. It's my last chance." Looking back at Dimitri I felt tears began to well in my eyes before I blinked them away. "I'm in love with you Dimitri. I always have been, and I don't want you to get married to Tasha. I know that you said that your love has faded," I recalled, wincing as I went but I never paused. "But I don't care, at all. Love doesn't fade, Dimitri! I would know. You turning back into a dhampir? That was all me, Dimitri while Lissa just placed the cherry on top. I travelled the world for you, I would die for you and I risked my life for you. I would do anything for you, and even though this is how we have turned out… I don't regret it. I don't regret anything. And I know that you do, Dimitri, but you still love me. You either do or you never did and… That's all I have to say," I exclaimed, instantly regretting the scene I'd made. Turning on my heel briskly I walked out of the church with my head held high in famous Rose Hathaway fashion. Ignoring the stares on my back as I placed my foot after foot, I almost wanted to snap at them some sarcastic remark, but I didn't have the energy to do so. Proclaiming your love one last time was enough to wear anyone out. Trust me, I know.

Once I was outside of the church, I ran harder than I ever had before. Every muscle in my body was groaning its protests and my lungs were killing me more than they ever had – more than when I was killing numerous strigoi at once - as horrid tears fell down on my pink cheeks uncontrollably. When I finally stopped I leaned over, tears still streaming down my face, taking my breath away. So much for never crying over him again, I thought humourlessly; I still chuckled. God, I was starting to go insane. No wonder Dimitri had tossed me aside, no one wanted to love a crazy person. Falling back onto a stone wall, the shadows enveloped me as one of their own. I sat behind a large white pillar which covered my entire body. No one would be able to find me unless they looked behind this particular pillar, and somehow I doubted that. No doubt it wouldn't be any longer than when the ceremony concluded than the rumors would start. Hathaway still in love with her ex. Student-teacher crush? Hathaway loves through the strigoi stages… I could hear the moroi's foul whispers now as I tipped my head back against the wall, my brown hair falling over my shoulders like a water fall. Now the curls were gone from my excessive running, but I didn't care. Caring wasn't something I did a lot of nowadays.

Lissa's head was a hurricane. For a few moments, I allowed myself to become a part of her world. This was better than my own problems, and even though I didn't want to be happy about ruining Tasha's wedding I couldn't help that tiny hint of gratification course through me. I smirked. Inside the church it was chaos. People were standing, shouting obscenities and looking at each other dazed. For such a small wedding I was impressed that so many people seemed to be chaotic. Lissa was in a panic too, but she felt guilty too that she had put me through that, as well as for ruining Dimitri's wedding. I wanted to laugh at her and tell her that it wasn't her fault – she was too selfless. If anyone was to blame for ruining the wedding it was me, which everyone was probably doing anyway.

Abruptly I felt Lissa's head snap in the direction towards where Tasha and Dimitri were standing, arguing. I knew that Lissa probably wouldn't eavesdrop, but I couldn't help but pray that she would sneak around and listen in. She probably wouldn't, I told myself. And I was right. There was no slyness growing in the bond whatsoever – merely curiosity. I hoped that would be enough.

"I gave you my word that I would marry you Tash-" Dimitri started in his calm, guardian voice.

"I don't give a damn what you said you would do, Dimitri! No matter if I love you, we don't have a connection like you and Rose have. And don't you dare say that you don't have a bond anymore because you do, Dimitri Mikhail Belikov! Now go find that girl and tell her you love her, because I can move on, but you can't and you won't Dimitri, and neither can she. You two are meant to be together," Tasha responded her voice furious and her sapphire eyes piercing.

He broke into a run.

I left Lissa and began to cry again. He didn't care enough to come after me in the first place. Only Tasha could make him do so, and that was because he loved her. Not me. He didn't love me. Shaking my head, I tried to stop the tears, but my eyes wouldn't listen and my body was still shaking endlessly from my sobs. Truthfully I didn't think my tears were ever going to end and I began to wonder if I would die of dehydration eventually. At the rate I was going, I figured that I'd be gone in the next hour. Curling up on my side, I grabbed onto the few living plants at this time of year. It was March and the wild life was only beginning to come back from the harsh winter. Personally, I thought it more fitting for it to be winter all year long. It would certainly fit my lifestyle better. As I lay there, it wasn't long before I heard light crunching footsteps come my way with a Russian accent shouting through the night sky "Rose!" Taking in a sharp breath, I grabbed out to grasp my ribs to keep my lungs intact. I wasn't going to answer him. He had his chance, and now I needed to go find Adrian. He would take care of me, he always had even if I didn't return his love and I felt myself internally kicking myself for being so greedy. I should've broken off our relationship long ago, but I needed him. Adrian was my life line and I decided to give myself another kick for being so weak. Put yourself together Rose, I told myself as I listened to Dimitri's footsteps fade away, but no matter how much I wanted to, I knew that I could never do just that without Dimitri. I was still missing the last puzzle piece.

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