Amanda Marries Kendi

It felt like all of your classmates were there, in that wedding hall. Other than Kasey, you were petrified that any of them ... fuck, even one of them, would recognize you, dainty and dolled up in your purple bridesmaid outfit.

You tried to stay small, stay still, stay silent, as you watched your ex marry this African buck. He was your predecessor and his successor, and he already established himself in Amanda's life in ways you couldn't. He was inevitable, as constant now as the Northern Star.

You squirmed, watching them kiss, one of those overly long kisses that makes the entire audience squirm or recoil. And you watched them dance, looking on enviously. If only things had been different. And then as they headed to the wedding night suite, you knew your job was far from done.