The Waiting Game

THE WAITING GAME - 33

FEBRUARY 2021

NEW YORK, USA

Ariana had a wonderful sleep after her date with Traver. She even had a smile plastered on her face as she dozed off and all throughout the night as she dreamed of him.

They were at the beach with snowflakes slowly falling, covering the white sand. There are several seats lined up in rows where people stood with big smiles on their faces as they clapped. Flowers filled up the aisle where she would walk slowly in her beautiful white dress, following the petals of red roses that leads to the front where Traver has been patiently waiting for her.

She can't wait to say I do and spend the rest of her life with him. The love of her life. Her one true love.

"Match, you have no idea how long I have been waiting for this very moment. There is nothing more that I could've wanted. I can't even believe that this is finally happening." Ariana's eyes widened. "Oh God, this is real, right?" She squeezed Traver's hands. "We're getting married... Like for real... Like-"

"Yes, my love. This is real. We're getting m-"

"Ari..." Ariana suddenly heard a voice. Her forehead creased and a groan escaped her lips. She was beyond ready to strangle the person for interrupting her wedding when she felt a familiar gentle caress on her cheek. She slowly opened her eyes and was met with a view that she wouldn't mind waking up to for the rest of her life.

"Love, wake up..." Traver softly said while rubbing his thumb on Ariana's cheek. A smile crept up his lips when the lady opened her eyes. "Good morning."

Ariana grinned and stretched her arms open. "Come here, baby." She said.

Traver got up from his crouching position earlier and let his body fall on top of Ariana to give her the hug she requested. His head rested on the crook of her neck, making Ariana giggle at the ticklish feeling.

"You know I'm supposed to be mad at you." Ariana uttered after a few moments of silence.

Traver raised his head to face the lady who is now pouting. "What did I do? I went to you as soon as I got here and woke you up just like you requested yesterday."

Ariana's eyes narrowed. "Well, you interrupted my dream."

"I'm sorry, Ari." He replied and placed a quick kiss on her cheek. "What is it about?"

Ariana thought about it. She contemplated on whether she should tell him about her dreams of them getting married. Not like she's obsessed with it and him, but she already dreamed of them having a church wedding, a garden wedding, a televised wedding, a very public wedding in front of thousands of people and even a relatively small one held in the comfort of their home with only their loved ones as guests. She has already pictured and experienced getting married to Traver in her dreams a lot of times, and she couldn't imagine an instance where it wouldn't happen in real life.

They have to be the end game.

They must be.

"I'm not telling you. It's your punishment for interrupting it." She said as she pushed him slightly so she could get up.

"Can I at least get a kiss from you?" Traver asked as he watched her stand up.

Ariana froze and immediately felt her cheeks heat up, but she contained herself. "Later." She simply said before speeding towards the bathroom to brush her teeth.