WALK ME DOWN THE AISLE

* Chapter Twenty Five *

I hope that Scott can find someone who can ease the significance of his burdens, and bring boundless contentment into his life. Although I know that his happiness with another person may leave me feeling unfulfilled, I understand that life inevitably moves forward, and it is my conclusion to ensure that our paths continue without causing harm to one another.

During our final conversation at my house, as Scott and I talked to each other, I could still vividly recall the splendor of his touch, the tender brush of his lips against mine, and whisper words that sent pleasant shivers down my spine. However, since that moment, we have neither spoken nor communicated through calls or messages ever again. Despite this silence, he told me he was excited about watching the movie, an experience that could potentially conform to the final chapter in our complicated love story.

A few months later, we unexpectedly met again at a mutual friend's wedding. Who would have imagined? However, at that moment, I was beside Andrew, the person I felt had genuinely changed after some trust issues. It's not that I am overly emotional or delusional in my decision to see if I can give Andrew another chance.

Maybe I just had a deeper understanding of Andrew, considering the multitude of troubles we had faced together since adolescence. I felt at some point that there was nothing to lose if we decided to give our relationship another try, but I'm still thinking about it. Though he truly appeared to be a different person now, I could see that not only myself but also my friends, especially my brothers, who had always wanted us to reconcile, shared this sentiment.

"Hey, did you notice that stranger sitting at the other table? It seems like he has finally moved on from the incident with the book, and the movie?" Andrew remarked, a mischievous grin playing on his lips as he sipped his drink.

"Nah, I think we've moved on from him," I confidently comforted my mischievous date.

"Alright, take your time to contemplate those thoughts, Danni. But it's already too late just in case. I still know he's your ultimate Hollywood celebrity crush." Andrew went on to poke fun at me, sensing my undeniable fondness for the person in question. Staring at Andrew, feeling intimidated," I said, "There's nothing wrong with that, you know? But it's just awkward, don't you think?" Andrew noticed, his unease obvious. "Yeah, it feels that way," he agreed.

Andrew and I kept going with our conversation, but I found my gaze continually drifting toward Scott. To my astonishment, it seemed he was doing the same. I couldn't help but smile at him one last time, our eyes meeting and exchanging silent communication. At that moment, we shared a connection that only the two of us understood.

I felt grateful to the heavens for bringing Scott into my life. The time we spent together left an indelible mark on me. I knew that even though our encounter was short-lived, I would always remember the words he spoke and the things he did for me. Only time would tell what lay ahead for us, but I truly wished that our story would inspire all those who have read my book or even watched the movie.

One evening, I found myself lost in nostalgic thoughts as I immersed myself in a late-night cinematic experience, all alone in the theater. The film of our story enchanted me from start to finish, but it was not the plot or the storyline that held my attention — it was him. His gaze, filled with a depth that resonated with my soul, held me spellbound until the credits rolled.

I was completely engrossed, unable to pull my eyes away from the screen, as his green eyes, so intriguing and enigmatic, left an unforgettable impact on my heart. The affair came to an end, but the result of his presence lingered, engraving a lasting memory within me.

The End.