Michael stared at the happy family at the sidelines. There Melissa was, with Aiden and their son, Eden on the dancefloor.
If you hadn't guessed already, yes it was Melissa's and Aiden's wedding. The wedding that everyone had been waiting for.
The headlines had gone for weeks. Some had been really stupid but others really brilliant. It wasn't that Michael put much stock in tabloids. Actually, he never read them at all. But this was different. He didn't know why but he wanted to know all about the wedding without asking Melissa herself.
He stared at them for a while, wishing– no. He had to stop. Wishing was very dangerous. He had learnt that. From the day Michael had met Melissa when they were just 14, he had learnt that wishing was a bad thing.
He stared at her and smiled a little in re
