She loves him. He loves her. She loves him too.
A classic example of a love triangle. A messy situation usually found in her mother's old romance novels. Intriguing and beautiful to read about. Pleanty of scandal and drama, delicious to take in.
Just plain messy to live with, though.
She couldn't get the thought out of her head that things were not working out the way they were susposed to. Nothing was what it seemed to be. In every fairy tale, the handsome prince and the beautiful princess lived happily ever after, ruling kindly over their kingdom, righting wrongs and fighting evil. It was beautiful, and perfect, and...
The prince didn't leave his princess for the witch- for her best friend. The best friend hid in the shadows, assisting in matters. She knew her place, she didn't rise above the beautiful princess. No, that was a witchy thing to do.
But... but this wasn't a fairy tale. Fiyero loved Elphaba, not Glinda. And Elphaba was no wicked witch. Everyone said that, but people say a lot of things that aren't true. There was no bad guy. They were in love. There was nothing ugly about it. Nothing supernatural, either. He chose her, and she loves him with all her heart. It was a tale as old as time.
It was a classic love triangle. And in love triangles, someone always has to loose.