Sarah
"Oh. Josh, this is my husband, Matthew," I say.
Josh grinned. "Ah, yes. The man who stole the love of my life from me."
I laugh and shove him playfully. "Don't be absurd, Josh. By the way, I am still mad you didn't come to my wedding."
Matthew stands off to the side, his arms crossed over his chest, his posture stiff. I catch the brief flash of annoyance in his eyes, though he quickly hides it.
"I am sorry I couldn't make it. I really wanted to, Sar. I swear it," Josh says. "And besides, I figured you two lovebirds would be just fine without me."
I roll my eyes, trying to ignore the way Matthew's eyes narrow slightly at Josh's words. It's clear Matthew's not exactly thrilled with his presence.
"Don't start, Josh," I say. "You know why I wanted you there."
Josh shrugs. "Yeah, yeah, I know. But I wasn't exactly ready to watch you marry someone else. I might've gotten a little…emotional."