Adam's POV

I had just pulled in the driveway from my 1 week conference for my job in Mexico.

I noticed my mail box full and just went on upstairs to my apartment, not even bothering to check it. I was just so tired from the trip, that I couldn't see straight. I NEEDED SLEEP. When I made my way up to my apartment, I grabbed the keys and opened the door. As I stepped inside I noticed a letter that had been shoved under the door. I just picked it up and threw it on the counter and went back to my room to catch some shut eye after a 15 hour flight.

When I woke back up there was a slight buzzing noise in the back of my head that I couldn't make out. After I got out of bed, I realized that there was no way in hell I was imagining this. I walked into the kitchen and noticed that my front door was wide open. Someone had broken in.

But what did they take? I searched the entire apartment for things that were missing and the only thing I could see gone was the toaster that used to sit on the counter... "Someone broke in to steal my toaster?" I asked myself. I just shrugged it off either way and went and shut my door. I never really eat toast that much anyway, so I guess I really don't care. I opened the fridge and grabbed out 1 banana, 2 large strawberries, a cup of milk, and then opened the freezer to get ice. I took out the blender and prepared my smoothie. I hadn't had a smoothie in a couple years and my blender always sat in the corner of the room with no purpose.

I poured everything in there and shredded the ice up. When I noticed I didn't have a cup out, I leaned to the cabinet underneath were I was standing and grabbed a glass. When I sat the glass on the counter top, I then knocked over the blender top. It spilled all over the counter and over the letter that had been slipped under my door earlier. I grabbed a napkin and quickly wiped it off while cursing at myself. I tore open the letter to see if any damage had come to what was inside. Not a drop. After I cleaned up my mess, I grabbed a soda out of the fridge, and sat down on the couch. I opened the letter and began to read. "Dear Adam , you are invited to the holy matrimony of Elijah Goldsworthy and Rebecka Baker. This event will be held on July 22nd. Hope to see you all there! XOXO." I sat down my coffee and thought about this. This has to be a joke, Becky... The Becky I dated in high school was marrying my best friend. I read the bottom line and noticed directions to their beach house, and 2 signatures. One reading Becky and one Eli.

Before blowing this all out of proportions I grabbed the soaking envelope and noticed another folded piece of paper inside. I grabbed it and opened it up as I began reading. Hey Buddy, I wanted to know if you and a couple other guys I invited wanted to come over 1 week prior to the wedding, we can party and have fun like old times. Can't wait to see you buddy, Sincerely, Eli. I couldn't believe what I was reading. Eli knows how much I loved Becky. After we broke up I went to his house and I told him everything. Including that I would probably never love anyone like her again. When we broke up it was just because her parents didn't condone me and didn't think my beliefs were right. They thought I was a discrimination, just because I was transgender. I slowly stood up and grabbed the glass vase that sat on the coffee table and threw it at the wall. As the glass shattered, it went everywhere and my carpet became soaked from the water.

I thought to myself This is good idea. I can go over there 1 week before the wedding and do my best to stop it. They have to know that they are making a mistake. Eli has to know that I still love Becky and that I wont let him marry the woman I love.

I then went in my room and started throwing stuff into my suitcase. If I am invited over 1 week before the 22nd, and its the 13th, and I could be there on the 15th, then I could pack now, catch a flight tomorrow and be there right on time. This was going to be perfect. Eli was going to pay for stealing the one I love from me! Becky will fall back in love with me and we can all live happily ever after. I thought to myself... I just talked to Clare a couple weeks ago. I bet she was invited too. She will most likely go to try to win Eli back. She had told me repeatedly that she still loved him and regretted every second that she spent not chasing after him.

So tomorrow I am off to win back the woman I love, and to help Clare win back Eli. This was all gonna work out for the best... and for the best I mean... MY WAY.