Chapter Eighteen: Life Has Changed

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Two years have gone by and your life has gotten significantly better. You were able to heal from your trauma and have been going to therapy once every two months. You've even been able to get off of your medications, you've been living a healthy life without them and your mental health has significantly improved. You've stayed single so you could focus on your own personal growth and healing, which you were content with. 

You've been promoted to a better position in your job, which gave you the ability to move into your own house. You now live in a cute little neighborhood on the edge of town, there are plenty of trees surrounding your property, which gives off ample shade so you can enjoy more time outside with the dog that you had recently adopted. The dog, which you named Hades, was a beautiful 3-year old black German Shepherd. He was fully trained by his previous owner and proved to be a good watch dog for you, which you appreciated since you lived alone.

You continued your self-care routine of going for a morning jogs with Hades, eating healthier foods, and staying away from alcohol and cigarettes. You even started going to the gym to work on your physique, Mikasa being your fitness inspiration and accountability partner. You looked great, having your ideal figure, and you felt even better. You didn't feel bogged down like you did before, you had energy and had been sleeping great at night. 

You haven't seen Eren since the breakup, he was never around when you had get-togethers with your shared friend group. You heard that he had moved out of Mikasa's house and into his own place and seemed to be doing well, but that was all you heard about him from your friends. They kept in touch with him, but they refrained from speaking about him in front of you and likewise didn't speak about you to him. You were fine with that, you had successfully closed that chapter of your life and had moved on.

Mikasa and Jean have gotten engaged, so you've been helping her plan her wedding. She had asked you to be her maid of honor, which you humbly accepted. Sasha and Niccolo were thriving in their relationship and you suspected that Niccolo was going to pop the question soon. Armin and Annie have been dating for about a year now, they moved into an apartment and had been living together for a few months. You've  gotten closer with Annie and consider her to be one of your best friends, which was initially an unexpected surprise. You were happy to see your friends' lives blossoming. A part of you felt ready for a new relationship, you were now able to easily recognize other peoples' toxic traits and felt comfortable with asserting boundaries and leaving the relationship if necessary, but you also didn't want to go through the search of finding someone. You led a busy life and were comfortable, so you brushed the thoughts away whenever they came to mind and told yourself that you would wait a bit longer before you tried.

You had been so busy lately, and before you knew it, Mikasa's wedding day was here. You woke up at your house, Hades sleeping next to you. Mikasa and the rest of the wedding party, consisting of Annie, Sasha, and Historia, were spread out in spare bedrooms and the living room. The previous night was the bachelorette party, which was a simple night of watching movies, playing board games, and everyone else drinking wine while you drank sparkling juice. Luckily nobody got drunk, so nobody would have to suffer through the day with a hangover.

You went into the kitchen to make coffee and saw that the other girls were already awake and mingling in the living room. You made everyone a cup and brought them into the living room, where everyone sipped on it and went over the plans for the day.

After everyone finished their cups, it was time to go to the wedding venue where everyone would get ready. You rented an SUV to be able to fit the wedding party in one vehicle, so you drove everyone there.

Once you arrived, everyone made their way to the designated room where everyone would get ready. Mikasa paid for everyone to get their hair and makeup professionally done, so the artists had met you all in the room and proceeded to do their own respective jobs. Everyone got their own hair stylist and makeup artist, so it wouldn't take up too much time. 

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