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'Look at me', I beg silently, 'look at me, have me, love me, want me! Please, please just look. Not at him, don't go to him'.

Her eyes lock with mine, and she smiles. She looks so beautiful in her dress, so beautiful she's almost painful to watch. I love her, I love her more than I ever thought possible, and she's smiling - smiling at me. I grin broadly already imagining her in my arms again.

'Don't marry him,' I plead, 'Marry me. Please, God, marry me, run away with me, be with me.'

She gives me one last radiant smile tinged with a hint of sadness. For almost a second she falters in her steps. 'That's it,' I urge hopefully, 'don't have him, have me. You can't deny what happened between us.' I know my thoughts are wrong, I know my feelings are wrong, I know I shouldn't be thinking the way I am. She's my best friend's fiancée.

But I can't help it. I love her; I love her more completely than I've ever loved anyone before.

She turns away from me and smiles at him as she moves to stand by his side.

Then as they take their vows I plaster a happy smile on my face and pray that no one notices.

"If anyone here knows of any reason why these two may not be joined in holy matrimony, let you speak now, or forever hold your peace."

I imagine stepping forward, clutching hold of her and kissing her with a passion I've locked inside me. I imagine the complete and utter ecstasy at knowing she's finally mine. But then I imagine him being destroyed by a crushing betrayal.

I can't do it. I can't do that to him. But I want her so badly.

I briefly close my eyes and imagine that kiss one last time. When I opened them again the ceremony is continuing, and I paste another smile onto my face every word of their vows cutting into my heart. She looks at me again, and I realise that she wants me too. There's a lustful longing in her eyes, and for a second she looks torn.

But she looks at him and I see nothing but love in her eyes.

I know in my heart she does not feel for me the way I feel for her. After all there is a difference between love and lust.

"I do."

I wonder if the congregation can hear my heart shatter.

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