BPOV

He was there.

Standing there within a few steps from me.

May be he was starting at me.

May be he didn't even care about my existence.

I didn't know.

May be I shouldn't even care.

But I couldn't help thinking about him.

That's the one thing I couldn't control, and I hated myself for that.

It took so much time and efforts to become the person who I was today.

And here he was, after all these years, holding the power to make me weak.

"The only thing that you shared with your sister is your face. Don't you ever dare to take her place. I never ever want to see your fucking face again. Never come in front of me."

I shuddered as his words came back to haunt me again.

Then suddenly I found someone putting his hands over my eyes.

Jasper.

"Jasper." I smiled.

"You're doing very good." He said.

I smiled. He was the brother I never had.

"Just forget that he's even here."

I sighed. If not for Rosalie's wedding, I would not even be here! But the way she and this family stood by my side in past two years, I thought the least I could do was to attend her wedding!

I took a deep breath as I prepared myself for this disaster.