Sara doesn’t deserve to be with a dick like him. I had to call her and tell her about the woman in the elevator. She asks me to come over. I hop into my car, still in my bridesmaids dress, as soon as she utters the words. I’d do anything for her.

When I get to her house, she’s crying. For some reason, and I don’t really know what it is, she loves him. Stupid girl. I think I’ve always known that their relationship was going to fail, and she just couldn’t see it. I suppose I was just waiting to see when the hammer was going to fall, but I never thought it was going to be this painful. The sight of that beautiful woman’s tears almost made me well up myself. However, I knew I had to stay strong, or else she wasn’t going to get through this.

She smiles at me as I wipe her cheeks with my tissue, allowing my hand to roam her damp face. I run my fingers through her hair, surprised at how good and right it felt. I don’t go too far, but now I think we both know who it is that we’ve wanted all this time. We kiss.