Belated Fate (Elizabeth Olsen x Fem!Reader)

Chapter 20. Our happy end (isn't it?)

Y/n's POV:

"Here comes the very day that still gives me the simultaneous feeling of excitement and tingling fear mixed in my heart," I think to myself standing in front of a large full-length mirror, staring at myself in a new outfit. Elizabeth helped me pick out a wonderfully fitted classic red dress and accessories that I felt were the perfect fit for my body and face.

After putting on evening make-up and choosing shoes with medium heels, I take one last look at my appearance and fix my hair for the last time. Today I decided to pull my freshly curled hair into a high ponytail, leaving a couple of strands hanging loosely on both sides of my face. Being very pleased with my today's look, I, having called the girls and taking a small purse, leave my apartment surprisingly on time.

Thankfully, I made a full recovery in these couple of days and now I feel great, but unfortunately only physically, because my head is filled with disturbing thoughts again, giving me an artificial bad feeling about this day.

The last time I saw El with Boyd, I was not yet fully aware of the depth and reasons of my feelings for her, therefore my reaction remained more neutral, not making me feel pain, annoyance or something like that. Who knows how I will act, when I see the couple again and the realization that she belongs to another person will once again flood over me?

I suppose I can only hope that a sudden wave of resentment decides to leave me alone tonight, allowing me to enjoy the celebration and time with my friends without overthinking all possible things.

Driving to the port, where all the guests are probably already gathering, I think a little more about the upcoming event and possible outcomes of it, but soon I replace this with planning what I want to do there.

Given that most of the people there are serious adults, and their children are clearly not the kind of company with which I can find a common language, since I'm not interested in almost any of their hobbies, I believe that I most likely will not intersect with them because of the lack of topics for conversation. That's why I'm going to spend the evening mostly with Mads and Liv, or at least Liv alone, considering Madison's frequent social mood and desire to make new friends.

Parking about a hundred yards from the spot, I leisurely look at the time and making sure that I'm not late, get out of the car and walk towards the crowd to find my parents there. Passing by people, I subconsciously look for a green-eyed woman, who I desperately want to see sometimes making my heart sparkle with this desire, but unfortunately or luckily I don't see her yet.

"Hi mom, hi dad," I approach them from behind and they turn to greet me, taking turns to give me hugs.

"Baby, you look amazing today!" Mom compliments me, looking me up and down. "And don't even say you're not going to seduce anyone today." She, as always, is in her repertoire, forcing my father and I to exchange glances and roll our eyes. He always supported my unwillingness to think about the family for the time being, for which I'm very grateful to him.

"You actually look very good, Y/n, we are very proud to have such a beautiful daughter," he says and I just smile back at them, for some reason starting to think that they only need me here to show to the others like a monkey at a fair, but I quickly push unnecessary thoughts away. Sometimes my head begins to look for reasons for me to worry on its own, but in any case, I try to fight it.

"Have you seen the girls? Are they already here?" I skim through the guests, not being able to find my friends among them, so I ask my parents, because I don't really want to be involved in some boring business conversations, until my eyes stop at the flawless body, that I recognize among a billion people.

There she is: perfect confident posture, blonde hair gathered in a low bun and full red lips, between which gleamed white even teeth. She's wearing that velvet black dress she showed me and black stilettos, holding a small clutch purse in her hand, green sapphires carefully peer into the crowd of people in search of something. She knows that she looks stunning and successfully uses it, making everyone jealous of her fiancé next to her.