‘Jamal, you’re everything to me. I never told you this because I was scared that I didn’t mean half as much as you mean to me. I dreamed of a da... we could possibly be more to each other. I just didn’t want to be alone if I took that leap. Every guy I ever dated fell short because he wasn’t you.’ ‘Damn.’ Was all that came out of my mouth. ‘What, why damn?’ ‘I mean I never knew you saw me in that kind of light. I thought I was a lifer in the friend zone. I too felt the same way about you. Chantel. Coming back from another stroll down fantasy lane, I read her invitation again. I was surprised that she was holding her party on a Thursday, but was pleased as well, since it was the day right before my regularly scheduled Friday off, thus starting my weekend with a bang. The timing couldn't have been better. The party was scheduled to start just after work so I wouldn't even have to drive all the way home prior to attending.I hit the Respond button indicating that I would be attending her. Of course she knew all about my history with Simone and that there were things about her with which she could never compete. She never even tried. She knew that I loved her, that our relationship was rock solid, and that I never for a moment fantasized about reconnecting with her. She knew I simply had these possibly over inflated and unrealistic memories of my short time with Simone. As I saw Amanda doze off on the plane seat next to me, my mind began to wander back to Simone — again. It was. Chloe and Dad appeared. She looked absolutely beautiful. She gave my father a little grin when they started walking up to the altar.When Chloe reached Greg, I saw the look he gave her and felt a bizarre sense of relief. He really loved her; it was all over his face.The actual ceremony was long and a bit boring. I stopped paying attention and stared at Chloe. My sister.Time had changed us. We didn’t get along when we were kids, we became best friends when we hit our teens and now we were polite.