《You'll find out what that outfit is for soon enough ;)》
Shai's POV:
In a beautiful white gown, I stand proud, waiting for the moment where he will be mine,
I walk down the narrow, rich red carpet that leads to my future, and opens the door to my dreams, setting them free.
I see him.
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Standing in a beautiful navy tuxedo, a beautiful smile on his face, a sparkle in his eyes.
Happiness fills the air as we get closer, our hearts soon to be bound together by an infinite promise we both must make.
I look around as I walk, the faxes if the audience unknown, the face of my escort is unknown.
They are non existent.
No one Is there, the garden is empty.
Except a beautiful blonde woman lays there sobbing, in a white dress burned and torn.
She looks up at me and her cold yet desperate eyes meet my face.
"YOU TOOK HIM AWAY" She yells at me, each word a bullet.
"YOU TOOK HIM AWAY FROM ME YOU MONSTER" I look around desperate for an explanation but only to be met by silence.
Theo is gone to.
I look over where the woman is still weeping, each tear that falls break my heart.
I didn't know he had a girlfriend.
Another lover.
"Shailene Woodley!" I voice yells at me.
The priest.
"YOU MAY NEVER GET MARRIED AND WALK DOWN THAT ASILE"
Suddenly Theo reappears, waiting g fir the presence as the audience cheers.
I run towards him, but her never seems to get any closer, only further away.
"THEO!" I scream. Desperate for his comfort.
"THEO"
I gasp and sit up.
Looking around me I realize I'm in my room, dressed in a batman shirt and shorts.
No wedding.
No priest.
No broken girl.
And no Theo.
I turn to my beside table, hoping to find a glass of water, but instead I'm left with the note.
The one I got from him.
My mind begins to spin with questions about this man.
Courtney was right.
I don't know anything about him.
What if he has another lover? A family? A marriage? Kids?
And here I am just interfering with all of that, not even knowing his age.
But I mean come on.
He looks pretty young.
I say 30 years old.
But it doesn't matter.
Looking over hesitantly at the note, I could feel it clawing at my brain.
Demanding to be read.
Obeying my dumb Brain I pick it up with shaky hands and open it.
It was just a recipt.
A stupid recipt.
For the damn drinks we ordered.
I was about to throw it away in frusteration when I notice extra ink at the bottom.
(IGNORE: lipstick stain please)
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I gasp.
He gave me his number.
Maybe we do have a chance.
Maybe I'll have my happlily ever after all.
<~♡~><~♡~><~♡~>
A/N:
More love to come
Bare with me.
Xoxo~
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