At a college party, best friends Roy and Kelly agree that if they were still single at 30, they would marry each other.

As Kelly’s 30th birthday nears, she finds out that Roy is getting married.

Can she accept this and let him go, or will she take decisive action, knowing she’s been in love with Roy all these years?

Kelly and Roy, best friends who had studied together in college, were at a party for which Kelly couldn’t even remember the reason.

But it was college, and students didn’t need an excuse to drink.

The room was filled with loud music, laughter, and the smell of alcohol, and Kelly had lost sight of Roy.

“Probably kissing some freshman again,” she thought with a hint of jealousy. Kelly had been in love with Roy for a long time, but she was afraid to confess and risk their friendship.

She decided to go out to the porch for some fresh air. She made her way through the crowd of drunk students, stepping over discarded cups and dodging people dancing wildly.

Finally, she stepped outside into the cool night air and took a deep breath. The porch was quieter, with only a few people chatting in hushed tones. She scanned the area and saw Roy leaning on the porch railing, staring into the night.

“Hey,” Kelly greeted him, stepping closer.

“Oh, hey. Are you tired of the party already?” Roy asked with a smile.

“Yeah, as usual,” Kelly replied, leaning on the railing beside him. “You’re the last person I expected to see out here. Aren’t you the life of the party?”

Roy shrugged. “I decided to get some fresh air.”

“Didn’t like the freshmen this time?” Kelly teased with a smile.

Roy laughed. “I don’t know. I’m just not in the mood tonight. And when are you going to find someone?”

Kelly sighed and looked out into the night. “Um, I don’t think I ever will. Maybe love isn’t for me.”

Roy turned to her with a playful smile. “I don’t think so, but let’s make a pact. If we’re both still single at 30, we’ll marry each other.”

Kelly’s heart skipped a beat. “Is that a deal?” she asked, trying to sound casual.

“It’s a deal,” Roy said, extending his hand.

Kelly shook his hand, feeling a mix of hope and fear.

Ten years later, Kelly’s birthday was approaching—she was turning 30. She felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. She was rushing to meet Roy after not seeing him for six months. He had been on a business trip abroad, and she had missed him more than she liked to admit.

She arrived at the café, her heart pounding. She spotted Roy sitting at a table with a cup of coffee. As soon as he saw her, he stood up, a big smile spreading across his face. She felt a rush of warmth as she walked toward him.

“Kelly! Long time no see,” Roy said, pulling her into a tight hug.

“Roy! I’ve missed you,” Kelly replied, hugging him back. The familiar scent of his cologne brought back so many memories.

“For the first time in my life, I arrived before you. Do I get a reward?” Roy joked, a playful grin on his face.

Kelly laughed, feeling the tension ease a bit. “Yes, you can pay for my lunch,” she replied, giving him a teasing look.

They both sat down at the table, and Kelly felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her. It felt just like old times.

“How are you? Ready to start your third decade?” Roy asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

“I’m not thrilled about being three months older than you anymore,” Kelly said with a mock pout. Roy smiled, his eyes glued to his phone. “Do you remember our deal?” she said jokingly, hinting that they were supposed to get married if they were both single at 30.

Roy looked up from his phone, slightly distracted. “Sorry, what? I just have some important news for you, and they were just texting me,” he said, his tone serious.

Kelly’s curiosity was piqued. “What news?” she asked, leaning in.

Roy’s face lit up with excitement. “I’m getting married!” he said happily.

Kelly felt her heart sink. “What? To whom? I didn’t even know you were dating.”

“Her name is Vanessa. We met while I was on my business trip, and everything happened so quickly,” Roy explained, turning towards the door. “And here she is.”

Kelly turned to see a young, attractive woman walking towards them. Vanessa joined them at the table, and Roy hugged her tightly.

“Kelly, I’m so glad to finally meet you. Roy has told me so much about you,” Vanessa said warmly.

“Likewise,” Kelly replied, forcing a smile.

“Vanessa and I talked and decided—” Roy began, but Vanessa interrupted him with enthusiasm.

“We want you to be my maid of honor!!!” Vanessa said excitedly.

Kelly was taken aback.

“So what do you say?” Roy asked, looking hopeful.

“I don’t even know,” Kelly hesitated, feeling overwhelmed.

“Please, I don’t know anyone here, and you and Roy are so close that I’m sure we’ll become friends,” Vanessa said, taking Kelly’s hand in a friendly gesture.

Kelly looked at Roy and Vanessa, who were beaming with happiness, and realized she had no choice but to agree. “Okay, I’ll be your maid of honor,” Kelly said, forcing a smile.

During lunch, Kelly’s mind raced. She realized she could use the maid of honor position to her advantage. She could do everything to stop the wedding.

A few days later, Kelly continued “helping” Vanessa with the wedding preparations but secretly did everything to ruin it.

They met at a cozy café to discuss the final details. Vanessa was excited and bubbly, talking about the dress fitting and cake tasting they had scheduled for later.

“Excuse me, I need to use the bathroom,” Vanessa said, getting up from the table.

Kelly watched her go, her heart pounding. She quickly slipped into action. She walked to the bathroom door and discreetly broke the handle. Then, she returned to the table, trying to look innocent.

Minutes passed, and Vanessa still hadn’t returned. Kelly pretended to be concerned and asked a staff member to check on her friend. The staff struggled with the door and finally managed to free Vanessa. But by then, they had already missed the dress fitting and cake-tasting appointments.

Vanessa looked stressed and disappointed. “I can’t believe this happened! We missed both appointments,” she said, her voice shaky.

“Don’t worry, we’ll figure it out,” Kelly said, putting on a sympathetic face.

Vanessa tried to reschedule, but the next available dates were after her wedding with Roy. The next day, Kelly took another step in her plan. She called Vanessa’s hairdresser and canceled the appointment for the wedding day.

When Vanessa found out, she was devastated. “Kelly, it feels like the universe is against my wedding with Roy,” she said, her eyes filling with tears. “I love Roy so much. I’m willing to marry him in casual clothes in a small church just to be with him. But maybe these are signs I shouldn’t marry him.”

Kelly felt a pang of guilt. She had orchestrated all these problems. “Don’t say that, Vanessa. These are just coincidences. We’ll fix everything,” she said, trying to sound encouraging.

Vanessa sighed, then smiled weakly. “You’re a good friend, Kelly. Thank you for your support.” She hugged Kelly tightly.

Feeling guilty for her actions, Kelly decided to make things right. She arranged for Vanessa to have another dress fitting and wedding cake tasting.

She manipulated the managers by sharing a love story, though it was her own story with Roy. They were touched and agreed to help. Kelly also arranged and paid for the best hairdresser in town to do Vanessa’s wedding hairstyle.

Three days before the wedding, the entire wedding party traveled to the seaside city where the ceremony would occur. They checked into a charming hotel with a stunning view of the sea.

In the evening, Kelly felt restless, unable to stop thinking about Roy. She decided to get some fresh air and clear her mind. The cool sea breeze felt refreshing as she stepped outside.

She saw Roy standing alone, looking out at the sea. The moonlight reflected off the water, creating a peaceful scene. Kelly took a deep breath and walked over to him.

“Can’t sleep?” Kelly asked Roy, stepping closer.

“No, not really. You?” Roy replied, glancing at her.

“Me neither,” Kelly said. “Are you nervous about the wedding?”

“No,” Roy answered, shaking his head. “I’m sure our marriage will be good. Thanks, by the way, for helping with the organization.”

Kelly nodded, looking down for a moment. Then she gathered her courage. “Do you love her?”

Roy paused, thinking. “She’s a good person, and I feel comfortable with her.”

“That’s not what I asked,” Kelly said quietly.

Roy sighed. “What do you want to hear? Kelly, I don’t believe in the love they write about in books. I see marriage as something practical.”

“That’s sad, Roy,” Kelly said.

Roy looked away. “I once loved someone, and it didn’t end well.”

Kelly was surprised. “Why am I hearing about this for the first time?” She playfully nudged Roy with her elbow, trying to lighten the mood.

Roy looked at her, his expression serious. “Because you…” He suddenly stopped, and they stared at each other in silence.

Roy leaned in, his face moving closer to Kelly’s. Kelly’s heart raced, and she felt herself leaning in too.

But then, Roy’s phone rang, shattering the moment. He quickly pulled away and took his phone out of his pocket.

“It’s Vanessa. She’s probably looking for me,” Roy said, his voice tense. “Goodnight, Kelly.” He turned and walked back into the hotel.

“Goodnight,” Kelly replied softly, knowing Roy couldn’t hear her. The cool night air seemed to grow colder, and Kelly wrapped her arms around herself, standing alone under the stars.

Roy and Kelly tried to avoid each other the day before the wedding, but it wasn’t easy. At breakfast, Kelly saw Vanessa and Roy kissing and hugging, looking so happy together. Her heart ached, realizing she couldn’t watch Roy marry someone else.

After breakfast, Kelly took a deep breath and approached Vanessa and Roy. “Hey, can I talk to you both for a minute?” she asked, her voice shaky.

Vanessa looked concerned. “Of course, Kelly. What’s up?”

“I’m very sorry, but I can’t be at the wedding,” Kelly said, her voice trembling.

Vanessa looked worried. “Why? What happened?”

Kelly took a deep breath. “I’ve been called into work, and it’s urgent.”

Roy frowned. “Are you sure nothing can be done? Let me call them.”

“No need, thanks, it’s really urgent,” Kelly replied, trying to sound convincing. “I’m sorry to miss your wedding. I feel terrible about it.”

Vanessa sat looking sad. “But if you finish and can still make it to the celebration, we’ll wait for you.”

“I’ll try. I’m really sorry again,” Kelly said, turning and heading towards her room. She tried to hold back her tears as Roy caught up with her quickly.

“Kelly, if this is about what happened the other night, then—” Roy began.

But Kelly cut him off. “I already said it’s about work,” she insisted. Then she added, “And nothing happened that night.”

Roy looked confused, but he didn’t say anything more. Kelly continued to her room, her mind racing with emotions. She started packing her things, knowing she couldn’t stay and watch Roy marry Vanessa. Leaving was the only way she could protect her heart.

Kelly returned home, but she couldn’t find peace. She decided to distract herself by going through old college boxes. She opened one and started sifting through the contents.

There were many photos of her and Roy, their smiling faces capturing moments of joy and friendship.

Among the items, Kelly discovered a notebook. She flipped through its pages and laughed, tears in her eyes. It was the notebook where she had recorded every girl Roy had kissed, proving they had passed a hundred.

Next, she found a musical jewelry box with a tiny ballerina inside. Roy gave it to her as a joke because she once told him she wanted to be a ballerina as a child.

Suddenly, the box slipped from her hands and fell to the floor. A small, folded letter slipped out from a hidden compartment.

Curious, Kelly picked up the letter and opened it. Her eyes widened as she read the words. It was a love confession from Roy, written when they were 20. He had loved her too. The woman he mentioned at the hotel had been her all along.

Her heart pounded as realization hit her. Kelly ran out of the house, got into her car, and drove as fast as she could to the beach where the wedding was taking place.

When she arrived, she saw there was no place to park. Desperate, she left her car right on the road and sprinted towards the beach. Drivers honked and yelled at her, but she didn’t care.

Kelly ran to the ceremony site, her breath coming in short gasps. She saw Roy and Vanessa already saying their vows, holding hands.

“Stop! I object to this wedding!” Kelly shouted, her voice echoing across the beach.

The priest looked at her, puzzled. “I haven’t asked that question yet.”

“I don’t care,” Kelly said, her voice firm as she approached the altar.

“Kelly, what are you doing?” Roy asked, looking shocked.

“I found your letter,” Kelly said breathlessly, holding it out for him to see.

Roy glanced at the letter, then back at Kelly. “I wrote that letter many years ago.”

“And you think I ignored you, but that’s not true. I just found it now. You hid it too well,” Kelly explained, her voice trembling.

Vanessa, looking confused, asked, “What letter is she talking about?”

Roy ignored her question, focusing on Kelly. “Kelly, that was ten years ago. I’m getting married now.”

“But Roy, I love you too. I’ve loved you all these years. I valued our friendship too much. I was afraid of losing you, and that’s why I said nothing,” Kelly confessed, tears forming in her eyes.

“Kelly, please,” Roy said, his eyes welling up with tears.

“I love you, Roy,” Kelly continued, her voice breaking. “I tried to fight this feeling, but I couldn’t. I even tried to ruin this wedding. I’m sorry, Vanessa. It was me who canceled your hairdresser and broke the bathroom door, so you couldn’t make it to the dress fitting.”

Vanessa looked shocked, glancing between Kelly and Roy. “You’re a really good person, Vanessa. And I believe you deserve happiness. That’s why I’m so ashamed to stand here and say all this.”

Roy looked at Vanessa, searching her face for a reaction. She sighed heavily, a look of resignation in her eyes, and then she let go of Roy’s hands. “Go,” she said almost silently, her voice filled with sorrow.

Roy quickly walked to Kelly, taking her by the neck and pulling her close.

He kissed her deeply, and at that moment, nothing else mattered.

A driver’s voice broke through their embrace, yelling, “Hey, lady! If you don’t move your car from the road right now, I’ll smash it!”

Kelly and Roy, still holding each other, kissed again, sealing their long-awaited love.

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