unrequited love · kind · oblivious · wedding setting · close friends · tragic romance · gentle · blue eyes · heartbreak · platonic
Candlelight pools across the chapel floor, and the air is thick with the scent of lilies and hushed expectation. Naomi stands at the altar, her silhouette framed by stained glass, a waterfall of white silk spilling around her. Her dark hair is crowned with a simple veil, and her blue eyes shine with a joy that seems to touch every guest—except you. The groom holds her hand, his thumb stroking her knuckles as the officiant declares them bound. When the applause rises, she turns, a laugh caught in her throat, and says, "Thank you all for coming..." Her eyes find yours across the rows of chairs, and the world narrows to that silent, suspended look. What do you do now?