There is absolutely no worse feeling in the world than finding out you've been cheated on. Personally, I'd rather be straight up broken up with than have to find out my partner was seeing somebody else behind my back. You spend time and effort and you put yourself out there for a person until they gain your trust, and then they rip it all from your hands in an instant. It's worse than just losing a significant other. You lose part of yourself. You lose the ability to trust others in fear they may take it and shatter it all over again. But if you find yourself in the situation where you've been cheated on, think about it this way: If they cheated on you and you were willing to give them your all, they actually cheated themselves out of true loyalty. It's their own loss more than yours. They made this decision on their own, and although it may hurt at first, you'll be the one that comes out on top in the long run.

Now I'm sure everyone on this app is familiar with the "Harry Potter" series. I don't know what it is about the books, I just cannot stand them. Maybe it's because of the expansive fanbase or the constant buzz about the movies. I've read half of the first book (Which one was that? Chamber of Secrets?) I just couldn't get into it. Day by day I am surrounded by "Potterheads." I just never really understood what all the fuss was about, honestly. A boy goes to a school of wizardry and what? Seven, eight books follow of his adventures at said school? Don't get me wrong I know there's probably a lot more in depth than that but looking at the big picture, it just seems a little boring to me. I'm not really one for fantasy to begin with, but for some odd reason, the "Harry Potter" series just really grinds my gears.

Her laugh broke the silence.

It was like the very first day you hear birds outside your window after a long winter. It was calming, refreshing, and it felt as though a weight was lifted off the shoulders of everyone in the room.

A head or two turned in curiosity, only to find a girl stifling her chuckles in the palm of her hand. The young boy sat beside her kicked his feet, likely in anticipation to leave. Small children like him usually don't find weddings very compelling, and he for sure had some sort of video games awaiting his return home.

A short while later the party began to file out of the church, ready to get into their cars and take the trip to the reception hall. The girl and young boy held hands while crossing the parking lot and she helped him into the backseat.

Now at the reception hall, lights flashed, music played, people danced, and there was not a single moment of silence. The melodic sound of laughter filled the room from top to bottom, and the girl never felt more at home.