Amy lay in bed. Her tears drenched her pillow. She wallowed in self pity. Another year of her life wasted. She couldn't believe she just bailed on her wedding.

She sobbed in anger as well as sadness. Amy still pictured the hurt in Stu's eyes. She vividly remembered how it turned to anger and disgust.

Why was she so upset? She did what she had to do. She wasn't truly happy with Stu. Why did she let it go up to this point? Amy decided it wasn't her fault... Stu manipulated the relationship. He manipulated her. He used the fact that she was a fool for love and talked her into marriage. Why did no one stop her? Where was Bruce?

Tears overwhelmed her. Where was her best friend who was supposed to give her away? Why wasn't he there to tell her she was making a mistake? Maybe because he had told her so many times before and she wouldn't listen. She screamed in frustration. Why wasn't he there to dry her tears and tell her everything was going to be alright? Why was she alone?

Sadness and self-pity turned into resentment and rage. Amy decided to pay her 'friend' a visit. "He had a headache huh? He better have a brain tumor!" She tried to get up out of bed and stumbled; Amy had drunk an entire bottle of wine on an empty stomach. With the family gone out to dinner, she thought it was best that she called a cab to give Bruce a piece of her mind.