Meant to Marry Me: Nashville Country Dreams Part 1

It took a while for Bree to break free of playing the guitar. When Dwayne asked if he could play something, she gladly handed the instrument over. It seemed to her that he likely wanted her to sit next to him and sing along, but she made an excuse about stretching her legs and headed out after Hank.

She found him sitting by the cluster of rocks he’d found her at a few times already that week. He had a beer in his hand--and he was crying.

With a deep breath, she sat down next to him, not sure what to say. Almost immediately, he plopped his head down on her shoulder, and Bree put her arm around him, not sure why he was so upset about Monica, but it wasn’t her place to judge him, only to be his friend.

“I don’t know what to do….” he whispered between sobs. “God, I love her so much.”

“I know, honey. I’m so sorry.”

He looked up for a second and said, “How did you figure it out?”

“I didn’t. You told me-- a few years ago. I just forgot.”

sobbing again, and Bree rocked him gently, wishing she could come up with something to make him feel better. “I thought… maybe you could help Trent see the

tell him how

my best friend, man. I never should’ve done what I did. But

so you slept with

head against

been dating

sort of

looking at them.” He pulled his phone out of his pocket and flashed it in

Hank had photographic proof that Monica

deep breath, Bree went into action, not stopping to think about what she was doing. Hank had dropped his phone in the sand, so she picked it up before it had a chance to turn off. He was lost in his tears. She quickly went to his photos and selected all of the ones of him and Monica, as well as a couple of videos, then, she airdropped them to her own phone before Hank knew what was

okay, Hank,” she said,

She loved him, but not enough to stick around for that. She skirted out of the way, and he got up and ran out to sea, spilling