Long-lost tale.

Gianna was truly freaking out. She didn't want Arwen to marry Ryan, but she certainly hadn't wished her to marry a complete stranger either.

 "Anna, I am not cracking jokes. I am serious as well," Arwen said calmly. Then, getting up, she walked to the dining table to pour herself a glass of water.

 Sipping it slowly, she continued, "If I weren't serious, how could I have signed the marriage certificate today?"

"Exactly, my point! Why did you do that?" Gianna asked, as if she was in agony trying to understand what had driven her friend to make such a decision.

Arwen turned to look at Gianna and gestured for her to take a seat on the sofa first. "Sit down, I will tell you what all happened." She walked back to sit as well before reaching for her phone. After tapping it a few times, she showed Gianna an image.

"What the fu*k? That ass*le actually slept with that b*tch just a night before marrying you?"