𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘶, 𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘢

𝑿.

𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒊'𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘 !

I close my eyes as the men in front of me open the door. I feel bad, and I don't know if that's the way I should be feeling right now. Maybe it's just me being worried and wanting everything to be perfect.

I tighten my grip around my father's arm when we start to walk down the aisle. There's music playing, yet all I hear is the sound of my heels clashing on the floor.

Everyone's staring at me, of course. I always imagined I'd like this sort of attention, especially on my wedding day, but why do I want them all to look away so bad? I don't feel that confidence I got once I wore this dress.

Why is it that I feel guilt and shame all of a sudden? It's not like I did something wrong today.

I look over to my right to see my whole family sitting there, beaming at me. I then turn my face to my left to see the cast. They're all here. Except for Cole. And that's when my smile starts fading away, my eyes lose their shine, and my face freezes. It's as if I were in a different place. Not in this wedding, not in my wedding, but in some place dark and chilling. I'm surrounded by all of my friends, family, and my soon to be husband, but it's still all terrifying.

My eyes then meet Luke's, and I come back to reality. The signs, I now remember what he told me about the signs. Is this feeling one though? Is it enough? Because I don't really think it is. Let me just go with it, and everything will come to me.

My father and I reach the altar. He kisses my forehead, and leaves me to go sit beside my mother.

I walk up the small stairs and find myself facing Charles. He smiles at me.

The ceremony begins and the priest starts talking. I think Charles notices that something's off with me by now. He looks at me sternly to look for answers, but finds none.

The voice of the priest echoes in my ears as he starts, "Do you Camila Mendes take Charles Melton as your lawful husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and cherish until death do you part?"

Charles squeezes my hand to grab my attention. I look at him, then at my parents. I give them a small smile.

"Miss Camila Mendes?" The priest says.

As I turn my head to face him, the door at the end makes a screeching sound. Everyone's eyes are now at the person invading this ceremony.

I stand there in disbelief. This is a sign worthy of doing something, reacting in some sort of way. What should I do? What do I say?

The guy I once called my soulmate is standing awkwardly right in the middle of my wedding.

"Psst, Cole", Kj calls him to sit beside him.

Charles looks at me in confusion, then gives a small sad smile. He looks down at his feet and shakes his head.

"I- I can't do this", he says as he looks up at both the priest and I.

I hear gasps and chattering from the guests.

"What do you mean you can't do this?" I whisper to him.

"You know damn well what I mean", he whispers back," but it's okay. I'm not angry, I just want you to be happy. Things were never going to work out between us with him here. But thank you for trying to save us. This was a fun ride."