a sound of alar

ct, I'm not even the heroine of this story! Who is the heroine, you

n girl in a romance novel. And just like every romance novel, the female protagonist deserves a dashing male protagonist

of my brother. And I, Anya Adams, would consider myself merely a side character. The sna

ut to end with a happy ending as every romance no

he theme, bright and beautiful colors, every little detail brought joy to my heart. So it was

up a brown dress. We were at the bridal shop, a

me look washed ou

, Mira. It's Jessi

ooked annoyed. She didn't sha

red?" Jes

a said. Erica also

ca looked at m

t choice,

r. "Since you are the maid of honor, I will let you wear

alright! Calling it a dress would be an insult. It was more like a ball gown. It had a long luxurious skirt. The fabri

e your sentiment, but there's no

gorgeous, and this dress is per

ision. She was the bride, afte

serts. And she was right. I couldn't pass up the opportunity either, because hellooo...free cake! Jessica and I went to the bakery an

and almost choked on my cake pop. There stood my brother, Ansel Adams, with a gino

r Wil

with perfectly chiseled abs and a sharp jaw? That was Connor in a nutshell. Oh, and don't forget about the piercing eyes

o Connor

d not to mention Jessica's ex-boyfriend. This

e for us," Ansel grinned as I flipped him off in front of everyone.

Connor said and kissed her on the cheek. I ho

ed at me and said. He narrowed his eyes then lo

I glared at him. Connor sensed my hostility but pretended like it

d you get it from? Dou

ember the face you used to make when I teased you in middle school

r mother quickly covered her ears and stared

Ansel stepped in. "Anya, please try to get along with Connor. He is my best friend

," I s

In fact, I find her quite

. Calm down, Anya, do it for your brother. I tried to give myself a mini pep talk in my head. I'd onl

ch? As I said, he was horrible. If Jessica is the female protagonist and Ansel the male protagonist of this sto