It wasn't supposed be like this. It felt wrong. Krystal's lips were so much different than Luna's; desperate and bitterlike the alcohol. It wasn't warm like Luna's, whose lips were always tainted with a hint of citrus and warmth. It was a vast difference yet Amber couldn't push the girl away from her. After all, Krystal was the one she had fallen in love with. But..

I'm the idiotic best friend who watched helplessly while the love of my life found hers. I'm the one who said nothing and did nothing. Now, she's invited me to her wedding and I don't know what to do with this ring that I bought for her years ago; I guess it just wasn't meant to be.