I Was Three Hours Late to My Wedding Because I Was Saving a Child’s Life — I Walked In to Find My Fiancé Had Married My Best Friend

With her, he resented that she was not me.

I stared at her, and the whole truth of Andrew resolved into focus: it had never truly been about my career, or Gemma’s lack of one.

It had only been about a man with a bottomless need to blame something outside himself for a dissatisfaction that lived within him.

“Is there any way,” Gemma asked, “that you could ever forgive me?” I thought about it, honestly, and I found that I could.

“I forgive you, Gemma,” I said.