Clare's POV:

I stared at the diamond on my hand. Never in my twenty six years, did I think I would get married to Brayden Syn. He looked like Brad Pitt, but without the dingy beard and with darker hair. I hadn't changed much since high-school, same blue eyes, same height, though my hair was dyed a shade slightly browner than my original auburn. I kept every single one of my pictures, they were always there for a good laugh.

There was one in particular, and it was the only picture I didn't laugh at. I felt stressed, with all the memories racing back.

It was just Eli and I, sitting by a tree, laughing. it stings my stomach to look at it, because I miss him. Not in that way, but I want to be friends with him.

When we broke up, I never told him why. The reason was because I thought I was holding him back. I'd stayed pure for four years of our relationship, and when he merely suggested it, and I rejected, I couldn't help but feel plagued with guilt and regret.

And here I thought I'd listen to my mom when she said too late for regrets.

But now I'm happy, I have a fiance, and my own apartment. I'm going to move in with Brayden, but probably after the honeymoon. I had the keys to his house, and vice versa.

I jammed my keys out of the ignition, and unlocked his door. When I got inside, there was a brunette lacking any clothing. I dropped my jaw, and left silently.

He was cheating on me. I drove out to the park and just sat my head on the steering wheel and sobbed. I got a phone call from Brayden.

"Hello?" I asked with a cracked voice.

"Hey, baby, what's wrong?" he asked, with alcohol lingering in his voice. Oh god, he told me he didn't drink!

I hung up, lacking things to say. I reached into the glove box and pulled out my photo album.

I landed on a picture of Adam, Alli, Jenna, Dave, Eli, Wesley, and Drew. I laughed weakly.

"Hey, why can't you be there when I need you?" I asked, a little embarassed to be talking to it.

But I could answer those questions.

Adam? Still living in Toronto, but off to bigger and better things. Married to Fiona, I think that was her name. Professional music manager, as he always dreamed.

Alli? Went to live with her family in India ten years ago. Haven't seen her since. We emailed, but that stopped.

Jenna? After K.C got busted for drug possession, Jenna and the kid moved closer to the prison.

Dave and Wesley? Believe it or not, they got married six years ago. But sadly, they were both shot in a holdup, and Dave died. Wesley was left in a wheelchair.

Drew? College football. Can't say it surprised me.

Eli?

Eli...

"Eli." I said out loud.

I don't know. Left after I dumped him, I have no idea where he went. Come to think of it, I don't even know if he ever left. I just didn't see him.

So why couldn't they be there?

'Cause their lives didn't SUCK.

I hate it but I'm bored at mi padre's casa.

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