Lily's POV

I watched them: Rihanna and Richie…together, my chest became tight and ached. I had been so blind, so naïve, so foolish to think that there could be anything real between Richie and me. But it was all a lie, wasn’t it? From the start, it had been a game for him. And now Rihanna my closest friend was in the middle of it, taking the place I had once thought I held.

I swallowed hard, the lump in my throat impossible to ignore. My hands twisted nervously in my lap, nails digging into my palms without me realizing it. The wedding had been small, elegant, and unbearable. Every...