Will You Love Me......... Forever? #Wattys2015

A Chance

A Chance

With the first round of companies gone through, I was finally taking a day to myself to stay at home and regroup before starting with another batch of companies. While the response so far had been lukewarm, I was not giving up. It was something that I had fought hard on, and giving up now will only make that small victory meaningless.

It was not that Sal was repressive or not understanding, it was just that his ideals and views differed from mine. According to him, women were supposed to be taken care of, to be pampered, to be treasured. But years with my family had taught me differently. They had taught me an important lesson of self-reliance, and I was not willing to give up on it at any cost.

The court day was a total bust. While making the final preparations for our hearing, we were notified that due to the absence of the other party, under unforeseen circumstances, the date has been shifted to a later day. We will be notified by the court regarding the same accordingly. Turns out, Sal was right about the board creating problems for William, something that Sal found out after making a few calls later that day. He simply shot me an ironic glace, I refused to comment on it.

I don't know if it makes me a bad person, but that news filled me with a little satisfaction, knowing that William still puts money above relations. This will mean that Marcie will need to go back to jail, which just increases the feeling.

Well, never mind. I had a rare day to myself, and I'm not going to waste it thinking about them. I thought with conviction. Sal had gone out to the countryside for some deal, and I was home alone. While I was missing him, it was still nice to have some time to myself.

The first thing to do on today's agenda was to change passwords to all my accounts. Due to the fact that I had used the networks and electronic devices in Williams house, there might be a chance of my accounts to still be active on their networks. Also, this was something that had been requested by our lawyers before, I simply forgot it overtime. So while I'm sure I don't have anything illicit stored on any of my accounts, you never known what might pop up.

So, while changing my passwords, out of curiosity, I started scrolling through the accounts as well. This is what made me stumble upon the video.

At first glance, it seemed like just another video that was saved up on my cloud, all thanks to the automatic sync. It was the date stamp on the video that made me pause. It was the date of my wedding. I hesitated, then pressed play.

"So, *hiccup* are we doing this or what?" I slurred, sloppily holding the phone up. A few seconds late, the focus was shifted as Sal stepped into the frame.

"What, this?" he said, motioning with his hand between us. While he sounded drunk, but clearly not as drunk as me.

"Yeah, this!" I suddenly shrieked, and from what it seems like, raised my hands up in the air because the next thing I know, the phone was dropped onto the ground with a thud.

"What are you doing? You'll break it." I heard in the background as Sal crouched to pick up my discarded phone up. It was jerked around as Sal said "No, no, let me do it." The phone must have been placed on something for the next thing I know, the both of us were on the screen again, with the video steadier.

"Why are we doing this?" I asked drunkenly, looking up at Sal has he put his arm around me and pulled me to him. He gently kissed me before replying.

"Because we need a wedding video. Because I want us to remember this." Now the slur was more pronounced in Sal's voice.

The entire scene confused me until Naina and Santi entered the scene.

"Sim! I'm getting married!" I said happily, looking to the side. But what made my heart skip a beat was the smile that Sal gave me when I said it. While I was busy telling Naina about my upcoming nuptials, Sal was saying something to Santi. But at this, he turned his head towards me and looked down at me. Then slowly, a sweet and gentle smile graced his lips. It was easy to see that was drunk, but his smile was so sincere that it gave me a pause.

The video was suddenly cut off. It left me baffled. I quickly went back to my video gallery and saw another video that was taken not long after the previous one. Without waiting, I again pressed play.

"Alright people, let's get this show on road!" Came Naina's voice from behind the camera as she adjusted it and then rushed to take my side. Me and Sal were standing on a small makeshift platform while Naina and Santi were standing down besides us. When the minister came into view, I realized that I was watching my wedding video. I immediately pressed pause and took a deep breath.

There were very little details that I remember from that night, and what all I know is mostly through Naina and Santi. Seeing it for myself, holding this piece of information in my hand makes it an altogether different matter. While I contemplated weather or not to wait for Sal, my inner thoughts ran amok. Not being able to take it anymore, I closed my eyes and pressed play.

"Minister, they want to say their vows first." Naina's voice came through the speakers as I finally found the strength to open my eyes and watch it.

"Alright" The minister said with a calm and encouraging voice. I beamed at Sal while he gave me a small smile. We both looked at each other for a few seconds before Sal spoke up.

"Alright, I'll go first." He said, stepping forward and taking my hands between his. "I know that we just met, but the moment you entered the room, I was, uh, incantato da voi (spellbound by you)." His drunkenness came out in full force as he slipped into Italian.

"Sapevo, che non importa cosa, ho dovuto sapere che (I knew, that no matter what, I had to know you)." Naina made a cooing sound at this. Sal shot her a smile and continued. "Mia madre mi ha sempre insegnato a rispettare le donne e Cassandra, prometto di rispettare e onorare voi. Sempre. (My mother has always taught me to respect women and Cassandra, I promise to respect and honor you. Always)." I could feel tears slipping down my face as I held in my sob and listened further. The me in the video wasn't faring much better either, with silent tears slipping down her face. "Forse ci durerà, forse no. Ma io sinceramente voglio darci questa opportunità. Volete accettarmi? (Maybe we will last, maybe not. But I sincerely want to give us this chance. Will you accept me?)"

I hit pause, unable to hold in the rest of the tears. It didn't matter that we had just met. He didn't give me sweet words or big promises or grand wishes to hold onto.

No. All he did was ask for a chance.

So, I'm back! Year end surprise? Maybe. Also, I have this little idea bouncing around in my head. Maybe I'll do something with it. 

Also I italicised all the Italian parts. Got it? Italicised the Italian? Never mind. This is what sleep deprivation does to you. >.<

As usual, not edited!

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Anna