His smile melted my heart. I never liked him before that moment, but when he started talking about how much he loved her, how beautiful she was, and how he had almost cried, I just melted. How could I dislike this guy, who obviously loved my friend so?
More to the point, how could I have judged him from the few times I'd met him, when she'd known him for so much longer? Obviously, I was in no position to judge.
Unlike the way I felt ten minutes ago, I was now extremely happy for her.