“I know, Mom and Dad have to be getting annoyed with him. He's missed the last few family days.” He has missed five, not like I was counting or anything. I haven't seen him once since over a week ago when I passed out, and other than that I'd only caught a glimpse of him three times since our goodbye one month and two days ago. I know, I'm pathetic. “Maybe I shouldn't come to family day Bree. I might be the reason he doesn't come around anymore.” That made her finally look up from her laptop, “Why would you say that?” “I don't know, maybe he doesn't like that I'm intruding on family time.” My heart ached for him, and I wish it didn't. I wanted to marry Brandon, it finally hit me two weeks ago and I'd never been more sure of anything in my life; so the fact that Chase still had a hold on me at all frustrated me to no end. Since the night Brandon had come back from Arizona, I'd never once regretted my choice in choosing him. I don't know how to explain it, but when I thought about my future, he's the only man I ever saw.
