Page 8 of Royal Compromise
I feel a warmth in my chest at Rose’s words. “Yeah, it feels...familiar.”
“See you soon, Aria.”
We exchange goodbyes, and as I end the call, I realize that the day is about to unfold with unexpected twists—a reunion of old friends, wedding preparations, and, of course, the inevitable presence of Cade.
Anyways I decide to have some more rest, seeing as the event is at six.
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The evening sun paints the sky in hues of gold and pink as I make my way to Joe’s family’s house for the meet-up. Rose had asked me to be there on time, emphasizing the importance of my presence.
As I arrive, the familiar faces of friends and family greet me. Laughter echoes through the air, creating a lively atmosphere that belies the calmness of the morning. The men gather for their ritualistic talk about football, and true to Sweet Haven’s essence, beers are cracked open to welcome Cade back home.
I catch glimpses of Cade, blending seamlessly into the camaraderie with Joe and the others. A pang of nostalgia tugs at my heart, reminding me of the shared adventures and laughter that once defined our friendship. However, I push those sentiments aside, burying them beneath the façade of casual conversation and smiles.
Soon enough, Rose signals for me to join her and a group of girls off to the side. They exchange glances, and it becomes clear that they’re privy to something that pertains to me. The unspoken words hang in the air as I approach.
Rose, with her warm smile, takes the lead. “Aria, we’re so glad you could make it. Are you going to be okay to partner with Cade for the wedding.”
The words hang in the air, and I feel a knot forming in my stomach. I meet the eyes of the other girls, sensing their curiosity and concern. “Sure, Rose. I will be fine.”
As the men delve into discussions about football and life, I’m subtly guided away to a more secluded spot. Rose and the girls exchange knowing glances, and I can almost hear the unspoken words hovering between them. I brace myself for the conversation that is about to unfold.
“Listen, Aria,” Rose begins, her voice soft yet filled with concern, “we know Cade’s the best man, and we understand that you and he…well, there’s a history.”
My friends nod in agreement, their expressions a mix of empathy and curiosity. The words “he broke your heart” are uttered, hanging in the air like an unspoken truth. I take a deep breath, steadying myself for what’s to come.
“I appreciate your concern, really. But that was a long time ago. We were just kids, and things happen. Besides, I’m over it,” I say, trying to convince myself as much as I am reassuring them.
One of the girls, Emma, raises an eyebrow. “Are you sure about that, Aria? You two were inseparable back then. It must have been tough when he left.”
I force a smile, avoiding direct eye contact. “Life goes on. We all have our paths to follow.”
Another friend, Sarah, chimes in. “But being paired up with him for the wedding? Isn’t that reopening old wounds?”
I shrug nonchalantly, downplaying the significance. “It’s just a few days. We’re adults, and we can handle it.”
Rose places a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “Aria, we just want to make sure you’re okay. We care about you, and if you ever need to talk, we’re here.”
I appreciate their concern, but a part of me resents the scrutiny. “I’m fine, really. Let’s not make a big deal out of it. It’s been years, and I’ve moved on.”
The girls exchange glances, not entirely convinced. They leave, and I’m left alone with my thoughts swirling with a mix of emotions. As the men continue their animated discussions about football, I find myself stealing glances at Cade.
His laughter echoes through the air, triggering memories of the countless times we shared moments of joy. The thought of his hands guiding me up the aisle during rehearsals becomes a looming reality, and I can’t deny the impact it may have on my carefully constructed emotional walls.
As I turn to leave the family house after being reminded of my role in the wedding, Cade approaches me with a calm yet determined expression. He catches up to me just before I reach the door.
“Cade,” I say, a mix of surprise and uncertainty in my voice.
“Hey, Aria,” he replies, his gaze steady. “Mind if I walk you out?”
I hesitate for a moment, unsure of how to respond. But after a quick internal debate, I nod. “Sure, let’s go.”
As we step outside, the crisp air of Sweet Haven greets us. Cade falls into step beside me, and for a moment, the silence between us feels charged with unspoken words. It’s Cade who breaks it.
“I heard about the wedding assignments,” he begins, choosing his words carefully.
“Yeah, Rose reminded me I am partnered with you,” I respond, trying to keep the tone casual.