Written November 26, 2020:
Marry The Man Of Our Dreams
Kimberly: who the h*** do you think you are? You came here pretending to be my friend, and I made you my maid of honor.
Julianne: who asked you to do that? You know me what, 8 minutes?
Kimberly: Michael trusted you, so I trusted you.
Julianne: you wanted to keep me close, you didn’t trust me for a second.
Kimberly: I was right
Julianne: of course you were right. But that’s not my fault.
Kimberly: you kissed him, at my parents’ house, on my wedding day. I love this man, and there is no way I’m gonna give him up to some two-faced, pig-haired food critic
Julianne: all right I kissed him, I tried to steal him. I lost. He doesn’t love me, he loves you. Kimmy, I haven’t done much that I’m proud of the last 3 days. I’d like to take you to the church, so you can walk down that aisle, and marry the man of our dreams, because he sure wants to marry you.
Sometimes, there are just things that are not meant to happen.
Update: I learned the hard way that unrequited love will never be.