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Sakura Suzuki has always prioritised her friendship with Mia Yoshino, even when it meant burying her own heart. In their second year of college, both girls fall for Haru Soma, but when Mia confesses her feelings, Sakura chooses loyalty over love, silently stepping aside to help Mia win his affection.

Years later, on Mia and Haru’s wedding day, the carefully constructed facade shatters. In a shocking turn of events, Haru kisses Sakura—the maid of honour—and confesses a long-hidden truth:

"It was always you, Sakura," he said softly, his voice rough. "I've always loved you. Not Mia. You."

Guilt and longing consume Sakura as she grapples with the revelation. That night, she makes a wish at 11:11—and wakes up nine years earlier, back in college, on the day she first met Haru.

Given a second chance, Sakura is determined to claim the love she sacrificed—but rewriting the past is far more complicated than she imagined. Her choices start to unravel everything she once knew. Friendships are tested, hearts are broken, and Sakura must confront the painful truth: Pursuing her own happiness could cost her everything she holds dear.

Will she find the love she's always dreamed of, or will her second chance destroy the very life she hoped to protect?

The Groom Chooses The Maid Of Honour

Haru sighed, "Kei told me that you helped Jules every single day last year," Haru added casually, his voice low.

Sakura's brow furrowed. "Kei Kimura?" she asked, surprised.

Haru nodded. "Yeah, I met him during at a bookstore I worked part time at during the summer break. Apparently, he's been working their for years, and later we ended up becoming friends, and coincidentally found out we went to the same college."

Sakura's mind raced. Kei and Haru... friends?She didn't remember Kei and Haru ever being friends in her previous life. In fact, the two had barely interacted in the past. She thought Kei was more of a lone wolf, keeping to himself, and Haru had always seemed distant with most people.

But now, hearing this, Sakura felt like there were pieces of her past that were still shifting in strange ways.

She made a mental note of it and opened her mouth to defend herself, to say it wasn't true about Jules—but deep down, she knew it was.

Seeing her turmoil, Haru's voice softened again. "Sakura, if you don't want to smile, then don't smile. If you don't want to say yes, then don't say yes. You're allowed to say no. You're allowed to be honest about how you feel."

Her chest tightened, his words cutting deeper than she expected. "But what if… what if they don't like the real me?" she whispered, her voice trembling. "What if I lose them?"

Haru shook his head, his voice steady and resolute. "Then they were never your real friends to begin with."

Her eyes widened, his words sinking in like a stone in water.

"The people who care about you—the real you—won't walk away just because you stop trying to please everyone. You don't have to carry this weight alone, Sakura. You don't have to keep pretending."

Sakura felt tears sting the corners of her eyes. She blinked them back quickly, trying to focus on the breeze, the ice pack, anything but the overwhelming emotions crashing over her.

"You're not as good at hiding your feelings as you think," Haru added gently, a small, knowing smile tugging at his lips.

She let out a shaky laugh, her lips curving into a weak smile. "Maybe you're just too observant."

"Maybe," Haru replied, his tone lighter now. He reached into his bag and pulled out a small notepad and pen. Scribbling something down quickly, he tore out the page and handed it to her.

Sakura hesitated before taking it, her eyes falling on the neatly written number and his name underneath.

"That's my number," Haru said softly. "Let me help you, okay? If you ever need someone to talk to, or if it gets too hard to handle, just text me or call. You don't have to do this alone."

Sakura stared at the paper for a moment, her fingers trembling slightly as she held it. Then, she put it in her purse.

That’s My Number