46- The Wedding (Rhett)

Rhett POV

I was practically in a daze as the other groomsmen came into my room and helped me get ready. I thought Harry would be here, and I wish I hadn’t scared him away. I just wanted another tender moment with him, but the look on his face was a look I hope to never see again. I had hurt him, treated him like a plaything, taking him at my convenience and never truly admitting what I was feeling to him. He deserved better than me. Far better.

Milo didn't let me have another drink to calm myself down after I spilled the first one, so I was empty handed, sober, and overwhelmed with emotions as the other groomsmen talked amongst themselves.

The groomsmen were lounging carelessly around the room, now and then they would share words of wisdom (from those married) and sexually explicit advice (from those single) for the honeymoon that nearly made me cringe.

My parents stepped into the room just in time to stop one of the guys from going further into detail about the most difficult posit