You had gone to John and Mary’s wedding and stayed out of sight. You managed to enjoy yourself and now it was our turn to get married. You were getting married on a beach, so you were waiting in a hotel room. You had on a short, strapless white dress with a white rose in your hair.
John entered the room and gave you a once over with a smile.
“Are you ready?” he asked.
You sucked in a deep breath and shook your head.
“I want to be. But i just… I can’t,” you sighed.
John gave you a knowing look.
“What?” you asked.
“Did you ever really love him?” John asked.
You shook your head, feeling guilty.
“I tried so hard. I want to be happy. And before i could end it, he proposed and i couldn’t bring myself to hurt him because he had helped me so much, so i said yes,” you admitted.
You sat on the bed and put your head in your hands. You wiped tears that fell and you felt the bed sink in next to you and a comforting arm be thrown around your shoulders. You looked over at John.
“It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Sometimes we make mistakes,” he said.
“I don’t want to hurt him,” you whispered.
“Just tell him the truth. He will understand,” he advised.
“Can you get him for me?” you asked, “I don’t want an audience.”
John left and Robert entered. He agreed that he didn’t feel the same, but just as you were about to call off the wedding, Sherlock entered. He looked as you gave Robert his ring back.
“Good,” he said swiftly.
“What do you want, Sherlock?” you asked.
“To talk,” he answered, “And to let you know that someone will be getting married today.”
He pushed Robert into a seat and told him to stay.
“What are you on about?” you questioned.
“I made a lot of mistakes with you,” Sherlock began, “I ran away instead of holding you and telling you i love you. I should’ve said it sooner. Not when i was faking my death. And i shouldn’t have left you so broken and hurt. I shouldn’t have gotten angry when you had moved on. Which i’m glad you really didn’t.”
Sherlock turned to Robert and gave him a sharp thank you before turning back to you.
You had small tears falling because of his words.
“What are you saying, Sherlock?” you asked.
Sherlock stepped close to you and put his hand to your face, wiping your tears away gently. He gave you a soft and sweet kiss. He pulled away and looked deep into your eyes.
“I love you, Y/N. I always have and i always will,” Sherlock said, getting on one knee.
Sherlock pulled out a black box and opened it to reveal a small, plain, silver band inside of it.
“Will you marry me today instead?” he asked you.
You nodded in disbelief and happiness. He slipped the ring onto your finger and kissed you. You got into your place and John led you down the aisle to Sherlock. And you knew you were truly in love this time.
That was the day you married Sherlock Holmes.
