As Aaron made his way to the bridal suite, he found the other devastated member of this wedding party.

Bonnie sat on the floor, her knees pulled up to her chest and her face hidden behind her hands as she cried. Her long sandy-blond hair fell like a curtain, shielding her face from view, as well.

“Hey,” he said, taking a seat next to her. “You’re going to get mascara all over your pretty pink dress. And I heard that’s not easy to get out.”

Bonnie lifted her head and wiped her cheeks. “I hope you believe me when I say I have never done anything with Mitch. Nothing is going on between us. I don’t know why he thinks he’s in love with me when he was about to marry Lauren.”

Typical Bonnie. She was the most humble person in all of Blue Springs.

“I believe you. Mitch told me he hadn’t said anything to anyone about how he felt until today. Bad timing, huh?” he asked, trying desperately to get her to smile just a bit.