The Denial

Epilogue.

Yes. You've seen it right. I decided to make an epilogue. Damn, i miss writing here :')
ANYWAYS. On with the Epilogue..
Mwah, love you guys❤️

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4 years later.

He was hugging me so tightly i could barely breathe. But i didn't want him to let go. Then i felt his shoulders shake as he sobbed into my neck, breathing hard.

I saw that he was wearing a tux, not one you would wear for a wedding, more like for prom. And i looked down to myself and saw that i, too, was wearing a white chiffon dress, but prom style. Hair stylishly in a bun and nude make up.

And he kept hugging me, tighter and tighter by the second. And i didn't want him to let go.

I soothed Tyler as he sobbed into me. But why was he crying so hysterically?

Gasping for air, he loosened his grip - but didn't let go - and kissed the crown of my head. It was a simple brush of his lips, but it comforted me.

I didn't want him to let go.

But he did.

He pushed me away and that caught me off guard, stumbling away. He let go and started wiping away his tears as he looked anywhere and everywhere, except at me.

Look at me, tell me what's wrong, i wanted to scream. But he didn't.

Wordlessly, he started walking away from me and into the hallway. I made a move to walk towards him, follow him, but he turned around and held me by my arm, pushing me away again.

My eyes started to pool with tears, but i looked at the floor, preventing him from seeing it. He then turned around and walked away.

This time, i knew it was for good.

I jolted upwards as i was awoken by this haunting dream.

What was that about?

I looked to my side to find Tyler in a peaceful slumber. I wiped away his hair away from his face and my lips brushed his forehead, with that, he stirred and woke up, lazily rubbing his eyes as his hoarse, sleepy voice came, "hey."

"Hey," i smiled.

"What time is it?"

"About 8," i smiled. "Go back to sleep."

"Why are you up this early?"

I shrugged.

"Is everything okay?" He frowned.

I bit my lip trying to stop my quivering lips.

"Hey," he sat up straight and took my into his arms. "What is it?"

Then and there, i bursted into tears, "please don't let me go."

"Says who i will?" He scowled. "Look at you, the heartless Grace, crying?"

I sniffled and stifled a giggle, hitting his shoulder mockingly.

"Really though, what was this about?"

And i told him about the dream.

"That won't happen, love. Don't ever think it will."