When I saw Ava walk into the tent, I wanted to go to her and kiss her. She was stunning, but she wasn't mine. I had to look away, and I knew my reaction hurt, but I had to control myself.
When the ceremony started, I kept sneaking glances at her. I couldn't help it. I wish it were Ava and I getting married, but it's not. Once in a while, I would look at Brittany, and she was all smiles. She would look at me, and her smile would grow brighter.
Brittany was a great woman, but she didn't compare to Ava. I knew she wanted to get married, and if I couldn't have Ava, I would marry Brittany.
Once the ceremony was over, I watched my brother and new sister walk down the aisle, and then I grabbed Brittany's arm. We walked down the aisle, and I couldn't help but sneak a glance at Ava. She was e
