A week prior to his arrival, she was sitting in her room thinking of what she should do. She was thinking of her long-lost love. She was thinking of the only person that made her feel alive. He was the only person that really got her. But seven years was a long time. Her faith was weakening. She was getting older; she was all alone. And time surely doesn’t wait around for anyone. “Maybe it was time to finally let go.” she thought to herself.
Again, she stood in front of the mirror with tears streaming down. She was trying to convince her heart of something it refused to believe in seven long years. Until she was finally able to pull herself together and said: “He was able to let go and leave me behind, he’s living his life and doesn’t feel anything like me. He’s married with a kid or two by now. Plus, he didn’t keep his promise; he didn’t even try to contact me once since he left. Maybe he’s dead; he didn’t even contact his family all this time. I need to move on and look for my own happiness, and he wants to make me happy. I should just say yes and marry him.” She was finally able to convince herself to marry the one person that was somewhat able to get through to her after so many years.
She didn’t want a big wedding. They were to have a small family gathering in exactly eight days after she said yes. The whole week was spent on wedding preparations. She was preparing for a small wedding, which was nothing in comparison to her dream wedding. But again, she wasn’t marrying her dream man, so none of it mattered anymore.
As she walked down the aisle, her soon-to-be husband’s face lit up. He was the happiest person; he was marrying the woman that he loved or so he though. He was willing to do anything to make her happy, which was why he did so much research. It was the reason he put so much effort into convincing her.
The DJ played a song. It was their song.
Silence took over her mind!
