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[Two weeks later, a week before the wedding]

"¿Are you alright?" Harry asked me, almost too quietly for me to hear. I was forcing myself to stay focus in reality and not let my mind consume me with painful memories.

I looked up, realizing I'd stared at a huge pink cake for about 5 minutes. I cursed secretly, right now I wished he didn't know me so well.

"Sure" I said.

"Yeah, sure" he said, irony in his tone. He looked around, hesitating before speaking again. He opened his mouth and closed it, then opened it again after taking a deep breath "You don't have to do this, you know? Just speak the words and I'll get you out of here"

I avoided his eyes and began feeling a bit angry.

"Don't be ridiculous" I mumbled between my teeth "I want to do this"

"Well, tell that to your face cause it doesn't seem to agree, dude"

I looked up at him angryly, then sighed; there was no reason to get angry at him, Harry wanted nothing but to help me, though taking about leaving wouldn't help at all. I'd made a decision and I would have to stick to it until the end... Or at least until I was married.

"Just..." I sighed "Don't let me look like this around Al, will you?"

He simply nodded, keeping his thoughts to himself, just as I needed right now.

"Baby!" Alissa called from the other side of the store. We were going to order the cake today and I wasn't being very helpfull, but lucky my sweet darling wasn't aware of that, she was too excited about the wedding. I was glad I could at least fool her "I've found it, I've found it, the perfect cake!" she smiled and I did my best to smile back at her.

"That's great, honey, show me"

I heard Harry sighed behind me and tried to ignore it as Alissa took my hand and dragged me to the other side of the store. I really deeply tried to pay attention, to be interesting, but to me it was just a white, four feet tall cake. Loads of the wedding stuff seemed so stupid, all the decoration. We'd been working on that recently and I just looked like a zombie walking through the stores, secretly worrying about my forever-lost Anna. Harry was the first to realize I wasn't... Well, let's say 'properly working' and pretended to be interesting in the wedding's decoration, he came to all the stores with us, always keeping an eye on me.

"You want this one, babe?" I asked her as sweetly as I could, always trying to stay focus around my future wife.

"Yeah, but we should talk about prices, I think this one is rather exp-"

"We'll have this one. You name it and I'll give it to you" it was the least I could do after falling in love with my cousin behind her back. Guilt still haunted me and it would for a long time, I think.

She giggled happyly and kissed me. It felt weird everytime I kissed her... I love her, I know I do, but now things feel slightly different. I know it's probably just me, my mind is all messed up with memories of Abrianna smiling and memories of her crying, crying because of me. I wondered how long it would take me to go back to normal, to be a good boyfriend again, a great husband. That last word seemed utterly weird to me right then.

"Is that all for today?" I asked, not really to someone in particular.

"Yes, that's all. We should get your suit tomorrow" Harry answered. He did my job lately, remembered everything I was supposed to remember, everything I would have forgotten without a doubt.

"Ok" I tried not to look relief. Soon enough I would be alone again in the loniless of my house and wouldn't have to pretend for anyone "Let's go then"

"Wait, babe" Alissa hesitated, then gently caressed my cheek. When she spoke, I could barely hear her "Can we talk in private for a moment?"

"Now?" Oh, this can't be good "Here?"

"It'll be just a moment, I swear"

I nodded, I owned her everything and even more, but I didn't know what that was.

She took my hand and led me somewhere more private, I wasn't very aware where she was taking me, just focused on my feet and tried not to get nervous. If this went of, I would die young of a heart attack.

Suddenly she stopped, too quickly for me to notice, and I almost bumped into her. 'Stay focus' I told myself.

I looked down at my gorgeous fiancee, who suddenly seemed worried.

"Baby, I get that you have a lot of work lately and now your cousin has left your family again" I flinched at those words and hoped she hadn't notice, a wave of pain going down my body like fire in my veins "and, well... I don't understand what you're feeling, but perhaps you need sometime..."

"What do you mean?"

"If you're not ready, we can postpone the wedding... Or maybe you don't want to marry me anymore" I noticed her voice trembling at the end and I hurried to put my arms around her. Lately, all I did was hurting those around me, it had to stop.

...So I hadn't fooled her after all.

"Oh, baby, I'm so sorry" I said "It's not that, I'm sorry, Alissa. I'm getting married with you in a week, I am, I don't want to postpone it"

She put her arms around me too, looking for comfort.

"I love you" she mumbled between sobs. I felt like a deja-vu, only it was another person that I was thinking about.

"I love you too" I whispered, not too sure how my voice sounded.

This sick, twisted misery had to stop, even if it hurt to let go all the memories I shared with Ann... But we had both already let go each other.