Une histoire de J et A

Early 2005
Both J and A are my best friends. They’re the coolest French I’ve ever met. They don’t under estimate foreigner (except Spanish, LOL, joking) and they are sincere without being ridiculous (looking at those frenchies who tried so hard to mingle but they just blew it).
Both liked each other.
But A (the girl) is already engaged with another man.
Somehow they got together for couple of months (don’t scream people, A broke up her fiancé first..allright, not tout-de-suite tout-de-suite but she did broke up) and somehow A returned back to her fiancé.
Poor J.

Mid 2007
Reunion of class 2004 in a club at republique area. J and A were present. a cctv camera (I aint joking) caught them kissing. Me and some bunches of friends witnessed it. I saw A holding her tears after the act. Tears of regret? Regret of cheating the fiancé? Or regret of not choosing J as her man? Or both?
The night ended without drama. She slept with me instead of with J.
And so life continued.

Early 2008
A and fiancé attended our wedding. J couldn’t come or didn’t wanna come cause A was expected to be around. Or both.

J was dating some other girls but none worked. A quote from him back then:
L’amour c’est de la merde
Quand on est seul, on se plein d’être seul
Quand on est en couple, on se doute si c’est la bonne personne ou pas

End 2010
I met A and her fiancé once again in Paris. They seemed happy with their life, just bought a chic apart in 3rd arrondissement.
J, again, just broke up with his gf.

So A and J will probably never end up together as I expected. But I really wish J the best in life. Hope he finds soon his other half. A man like him is rare to find.