The new Mr. and Mrs. Bryan Bryans! 

The new Mr. and Mrs. Bryan Bryans!  I heard the host announce excitedly.  I held on to my new husband’s arm happily.
 
Bryan smiled at me gently, his eyes were teary.  He leaned forward to give me a kiss on the lips.
 
The place was magical.  The garden just outside the church was covered with moss green and brown sheets.  I was warm in a pristine white gown.  I wanted a long train but Bryan had been afraid that he would somehow trip on it.  I figured that was just his one request so I settled for a waist-length one.   The long lacy sleeves of my bolero jacket covered my arms.  It barely showed flesh.  My gown reflected the prudent, virginal bride that I am.
 
The cake was a perfect two tier with little green flowers on its base.  The cake topper was the traditional bride and groom locked in a sweet embrace.
 
My bridesmaids, who were dressed in elegant moss green and brown swirled gowns, danced around us.  With the two-inch heels that I wore, my violet eyes were almost the same level as Bryan’s brown ones.  He wasn’t tall but it really didn’t matter to me.  He was my groom, my husband.  He made this dream wedding come true.  He agreed to make it my way, exactly the way I dreamed it would be.
 
I danced happily in Bryan’s arms.  Then the host announced a change of partners and I was whirled out of Bryan’s arms.  I looked around to find where he had gone.  And then I saw him… in the middle of the dance floor, dancing happily with a bridesmaid wearing a revealing moss green gown, a flower tucked on her right ear.  She looked at me and a mischievous grin flashed across her beautiful Barbie-like features and then she laughed the most malicious laugh I have heard in my entire life.
 
“This is my wedding!”  I shouted at her.  And then I fell to my knees, crying.
 
I felt someone reach out for me and forced me to stand up.  It was my least favorite person in the world, Adam.  He shook me and said, “Pull yourself together!”
 
“I can’t…”  I said.
 
“Will you wake up, Astrid?”  He shouted at me.
 
I felt him shake me more intensely.
 
“Wake up!”  He shouted.
 
The world whirled around me.  I forced myself to open my eyes.  I found myself staring into a pair of  intense blue eyes, outlined by a handsome tanned face.  I stood up from my bed and stared back at Adam.
 
He raised a brow at me.
 
“Are you okay?”  He asked me.
 
I took a deep breath and tried to steady myself.  Then I slowly nodded.
 
“Your phone has been ringing non-stop.”  He told me.  “I can’t concentrate and I’ve got a pleading to submit tomorrow.”
 
Adam is sort of my cousin, but we’re not really related by blood, although we grew up together.  He was my cousin’s half-brother.  Ever since we were kids, we never get along too well.  He’s too frank, too tactless.  He says what’s on his mind, regardless of who will get hurt or who will look like a fool.
 
I don’t really know why I ended up in his apartment after my whole world fell apart.  I shared an apartment with Geena, the beautiful Barbie doll in my dreams.  She is my first cousin, and was my closest friend ever since I was a kid.  I’ve slept over at their house more than I’ve slept in my own bed.  That was why, it was just natural that we live together after college.  Only that, it wasn’t really my apartment, but hers. Uncle Jack, Adam’s and Geena’s rich father, made sure they were well-provided for. 
 
Between the two of us, Geena was the wild one.  She wasn’t always smart, but with her charms and looks, she survived all the challenges that came her way.  Well, if she got away with humping my fiancé behind my back, she can get away with almost anything. Or maybe I was just too trusting… too naïve!
 
My ex-fiancé is an orthodontist.  He was goal-oriented and ambitious.  Much like me.  When Geena needed a job that didn’t really have a lot of pressure, Bryan took her in.  I was not worried.  They both loved me.  They would never betray me… or so I thought.
 
Back when I was still clueless, Adam had been dropping hints to me.  Sometimes in a form of a very sarcastic remark.  But since I was so used to him being rude, I just tuned him out.
 
But one evening, I planned to surprise Bryan at work.  I was about to open the door when I heard him and Geena arguing.
 
“You have to get rid of it!”  Bryan said angrily.
 
“I’m not going to get rid of it!  I may have done shameful things in my life but I will not kill my own baby!”
 
“Astrid will find out!”  Bryan argued.
 
“And you still plan to marry her after getting me pregnant!?”  Geena asked angrily.
 
“I already spent a fortune on that wedding she planned!  It was too extravagant!  What do you want me to do?  Call it all off?”
 
“Oh, really?  So you want me to call off my pregnancy instead?”  Geena asked.  “I can’t believe you’re even considering that!  Perhaps you should have considered checking your ten year old condom before you jumped on the sofa with me!”
 
“Are you sure it was even mine?”
 
“How dare you, Bryan?”  Geena fired at him.