The ceremony continued, each vow spoken with sincerity and tenderness. As they exchanged rings, I noticed how Sofia’s hands trembled slightly, yet her determination never wavered. She was far from the fragile image I had painted in my mind.

For the first time in years, I looked at Javier and felt something other than resentment. I saw a man who had found happiness and a partner who completed him in a way I never could. It was an unexpected revelation, one that left me questioning my own path to happiness.

When the ceremony concluded, I made my way to the couple. It was a moment of truth, an opportunity to rise above my pettiness. As I approached them, I took a deep breath and forced a smile. “Congratulations,” I said, my voice tinged with genuine warmth. “You both look wonderful together.”