He leaned in front of the mirror inside the bathroom and looked at his own face.

"What are you doing Xander!" he mumbled to himself.

At the spur of the moment, seeing here dampened spirits he had offered to officiate the marriage, but he knew that it was going to be hard. From a distance when he had looked at them together on the stage, it was hard.

And now he had no idea where he was going to hide his pain away even though he had been accustomed to doing so for long.

He removed his clothes slowly and then started the shower. As the blood got raised away...