a/n: this is the last chapter of this book. if you want to see indie and jem again, add a thousand storms series book #3, a natural disaster, to your library. if not, this is goodbye.
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Indie
SOMETIMES, THERE’S MERIT in giving in.
Two weeks later, I’m happier than I’ve ever been. I’m with Jem, but we’re not exactly back to being a couple. I’m holding off on the whole girlfriend-boyfriend thing for now.
It’s only fair that I hold back, in some small way.
I can’t help but think that if he just talked to me, we could’ve saved four months of being separated from each other. But so far, he’s been true to his promise of making it up to me.
The past week has been chaos. I agreed to go with Jem to his dad’s wedding, and after he told his dad that he’d be attending the wedding and needed a plus one, we were all over the place. Dress fittings. Rehearsals. Babysitting the girls while the bride and groom were sorting other finer details for the big day.
Which is finally here.
Jem left early in the morning to join his dad in his suite along with the other groomsmen who are getting ready and left our hotel room all to me to dress up.
Since Jo and Kendall decided on an outdoor themed wedding, I picked up a summery sage green silk dress last week at the mall when Jem was at the garage. It was hidden in the darkest corner of my cupboard so that he wouldn’t be able to see it.
Right when I’m clasping on a pair of simple golden hoops, the door opens to reveal an enraptured Jem. His eyes follow the thin straps of the dress to where the silk falls down at my feet.
“Shit,” he murmurs.
He’s wearing a tux. And his hair is slicked back with some sort of pomade, but it doesn’t seem to be holding, and a few dirty blonde strays fall loose.
Even now, the sight of him softens something in my chest.
I smile up at him. “You don’t look too bad either.”
And then he leans down and places a kiss to my forehead.
They’re secretly my favorite.
When we pull up to the wedding, Jem spins to my side, opening the door, taking the train of my dress in one hand and offering the other to help me get out.
I get out of the car, chewing back a smile.
Kendall looks around and spots us, relief flooding her face. She rushes towards us in her baby blue bridesmaid dress. Her gold-brown hair is curled perfectly, held in place with glittering pins.
“Where were you guys?” She turns to Jem. “I called you like ten times!”
“You look pretty, Ken,” Jem tells her instead of apologising and Kendall flips him off, running back to her place.
When the music echoes throughout the venue, the couple in front of us start walking down the aisle. Jem looks down at me, his eyes twinkling in the light. He bends his right arm, offering it to me.
I loop mine through his and follow him as he takes me down the aisle.
The area is decorated with white roses and the chairs with thick white satin tie-backs, the perfect combination of colors for a summer wedding. Each round table is adorned with a long white underskirt cloth, a shorter cream tablecloth, with each placemat arranged around a vase full of white roses.
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