You have an instant message from Marlene:

Marlene: Hey, you. Happy Monday!

Tris: Is this how all British people wish each other good morning on a dAMN MONDAY?!

Marlene: I was trying to give your boring life a little needed push.

Tris: Coming from a woman who always complains about her life.

Marlene: Alright, alright. What are you up to, anyway?

Tris: Bring a bottle of champagne…I have some fresh gossip.

Marlene: I bet all you did yesterday was watch tv.

Tris: With the volume extremely loud to drown out the noise of the couple next door screaming obscenities at each other. Poor Leah was scared.

Marlene: Haven't they heard of the word 'DIVORCE'?

Tris: I'll introduce them to it if it happens again.

Marlene: Speaking of couples, when are you going to somebody?

Tris: I don't have the time and energy to try and meet someone.

Marlene: Bullshit. I am your friend. I have seen you spend hours in front of tv and do absolutely nothing. Use that energy to dress up and get out of the shoebox apartment.

Tris: I don't know if I could do it.

Marlene: Why?

Tris: Three words. Men. Are. Gross.

Marlene: Not all of them.

Tris: You are lucky. You got yourself a handsome lad. That's how they refer to a boyfriend in London, right?

Marlene: Close. I repeat, not all men are gross. Some are cute and kind and caring.

Tris: What are you talking about? Men or unicorn?

Marlene: I see why you are so reluctant to go on a date.

Tris: And that would be?

Marlene: You're still waiting for him.

Tris: Who?

Marlene: Tobias.

Tris: That is not true. Pure BS.

Marlene: Say what you want. The truth never changes.

Tris: I have to go to work, bye.

Tris has logged off.

Dear Beatrice and Leah Prior,

Marcus Eaton and Evelyn Eaton invite you to the wedding of their son, Tobias Eaton to Myra Fenty.

From: Christina

To: Tris

Subject: Tobias's wedding

I read your letter. To be honest, I am so angry with you, I could rip your head off. Your brain is not working in the correct way, Tris. You are judging him way too hard for doing this. Would you like it if he ignored your wedding invitation and didn't show up?

Best friends don't do that.

They stick up for each other in the hardest of times. They shower you with hugs and chocolates and all things sweet. You should be happy your friend found someone caring and full of love to spend his life with. Stop sulking.

Remember all those times when you would encourage Tobias to go through my underwear drawer and put on my bra. You would read my personal diary and then, threaten me with all my secrets. Tobias is that guy who spent his entire summer holidays sleeping on your bedroom floor. He is the one who used to pull on your pigtails and tease you but at the same time, he won't let any stranger pick on you. Remember when he punched the neighbour's kid because he called you a stiff. He is the boy who spend twelve years, sitting next to you in school and making you laugh at god knows what. You both used to be inseparable.

He has put up with all your drama. He was there when you started having nightmares and would calm you down. He always ate your lunch and when you would get angry, he would apologise by baking chocolate cake for you. He was right beside you when you had Leah. He never once reprimanded you for making a mistake.

Think about all the good times. Would you do that to the boy who made your life ten times more fun and irritating? You'd break his heart, darling.

That kiss which happened between you two may make you feel embarrassed. But, that is a thing of the past. He has moved on and you need to, too. So, put on a dress and a pair of stunning heels and go to his wedding. Be the best friend you've always been to him. Be there for him. Make the right decision, Tris.

Dear Tris,

I am pretty sure you must have received the wedding invitation my parents send two months ago. You know the fancy one with gold borders and cream-coloured paper. It took Myra an entire week to decide on the perfect invitation. I can't see how this cream coloured card is any different from the white one with gold borders. You women…

Anyway, I haven't heard anything about your RSVP. I no you don't need to send one. I am presuming you are definitely coming. I'll make sure to secure two seats for the two wonderful women in my life on the same table as me and my future wife.

The main reason why I am reaching out to you is that I have a simple request. Would you let Leah be the flower girl at my wedding? Say yes, Tris. There wouldn't be anything more wonderful than your pretty little daughter being the flower girl at the most important event of my life. The dress is all ready and should reach your house along with this letter.

Another thing I wanted you to ask is, would you do the honour of becoming the 'best woman'? None of my friends compare to you, Tris. No one has been as supporting and loving as you. There isn't any pressure on you. But, it would be swell if you agree to it. Besides, no guy friend of mine knows how to throw a bachelor party as you.

Think about it and say yes!

Love,

Tobias

You have an instant message from Tris:

Tris: You will not fucking believe what just happened.

Marlene: Spill, spill the tea!

Tris: Tobias asked me to be his 'best woman' at his marriage ceremony.

Marlene: That means you would be standing to his …left?

Tris: His right.

Marlene: Doesn't he have his brother, Zeke?

Tris: Yeah, he is an usher or something.

Marlene: So, he is really going ahead with all this?

Tris: It looks like it.

Marlene: I think it's time you stop waiting for him, honey.

Tris: I was never waiting for him in the first place.

Marlene: We are not going over this again, Tris. Yes, you are. You always have been. He must be some man if no one else can measure up to him. I'm sure he is a wonderful friend and has always been there for you. But, reality check, sweetheart, he is thousands of miles away from you. He is getting married to his doctor fiancée and there isn't any doubt that he is thinking of leaving his luxurious life to come to his friend, who is living in a crappy apartment and always e-mailing her friend during work. You need to let go before every feeling for him turns to hatred and pain. I'm warning you, it won't be pretty. So, stop waiting for him and live your life.

A/N: Whew! Marlene sure does puts things into perspective for Tris. I have a question for you guys- Do you want me to write 'Sleep My Angel' again? I kind of left it in the middle and well, revealed the ending. I would rewrite it but I feel like starting a new story. Anyway, it was one of my most liked stories. Let me know.

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