The other side of the coin. I should add that this is related to/an alternate view of Hanging by a Thread.
This flash fiction was written for Friday Fictioneers. Thank you to Rochelle!
Hanging by a Thread II
Last night I didn’t sleep. This should be the happiest day of my life, so why was I nauseated? Ha, it’s not what you think.
I watched her enter the church. I recognized something in her face—pain. I saw its equal in Joe’s sometimes too.
“Can you get Joe back here?” I asked my sister.
“Now? It’s bad—”
Cute, funny Joe. His brow furrowed when he saw me. “Are you okay?”
“No. Are you still in love with her?”
His evasive glance answered. “I’m sorry. You deserve more.”
I did. “I deserve someone who loves me.”