The Hotel

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October 3rd, 2009


"You will never be free"

"NO"

"Oh honey, yes, you will never see him again"

"YES I CAN, JUST LOOK"

I imagined him there with all my might. I was almost about to give up until I heard a voice

"Hey Cat!"

I jolted and saw a face I was all so familiar with

"Oh Father!"

I hugged him like the world was about the end. Happy tears were running down my face.

"I love you" I said over and over again until....


"What was that"

I woke up with a surprise,"Did I have that same dream again???!!"

That dream was exclusive to one bed. The bed I was conceived in. Me and my family often go to the same hotel where my mother stayed and met my father all those years ago, for business trips. She's been open about this since I was 14. But today was different, I couldn't have that dream today. It was a very special day for me, my wedding day.

I immediately put on the fanciest clothes I could find and rushed to the boutique. There I was greeted by my bridesmaids. 

"You are gonna look so cute" my maid of honor, Farah, said while smiling.

"Awww you're so welcome"


Once I was finally ready, I put on my wedding dress and thought about everything that lead up to this moment. "We were just friends. How could this happen" I said over and over again. But I was so happy, and I know he was too.



When I got to the church, I could hardly contain myself. But I did compose and was able to get in without a problem. My stepfather walked me down the aisle. I didn't mind. Once at the alter he whispered to me "You look so beautiful". I smiled and started to listen to the priest talk.

We recited our vows, him saying that he could never meet a woman like me. And vice versa. I t was very sweet. But I wanted to be officially married to him. I imagined everything that we would do. It was awesome.



Before long I heard the priest suddenly say

"Erik Page. Do you take this woman to be your wife?

"I do"

"Cathrine Burton. Do you take this man to be your husband?"

I looked at the priest for a couple seconds, and then to him. He looked so happy.

"I do"

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride"

The kiss felt 3 hours long. But I didn't mind. I loved it. I loved his features looking like the happiest they've every been. It was beautiful. I whispered:


"You look so handsome honey".

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