The ceremony had been beautiful. Everything had gone off without a hitch. Shelby had stood at the front of the church beside her best friend and watched him marry the girl he loved. She had watched with a smile on her face.
And dread in her heart. The bachelor party was no fluke. Antoinette wasn’t simply insecure because she had been drinking. It was obvious to Shelby, no matter how much Ronan wanted to deny it, that Antoinette had a problem with Shelby. A serious one. She did not like the idea of them being friends, at least, not the way they used to be. She didn’t want them as close as they were.
Because that had been when Ronan loved Shelby.
Shelby sighed, watching as the newlyweds danced awkwardly across the dance floor. She couldn’t help the smile that came to her face as she watched Ronan try to keep up with the music. He had absolutely no rhythm. The boy was coordinated enough to rule the scoreboard in any video game, but when it came to dancing, he had two left feet.
Watching them dance, Shelby had never felt lonelier.