Promises

1

Our room was a mess. I did not leave a single corner of the room. I searched every possible place for a clue or a letter or anything that could lead me to the reason of Harry's suicide, but only to find nothing.

I sit on my bed and stare at mine and Harry's Harry's picture, which we hung on the wall when we first shifted to this house. Tears again start flowing down my cheeks as I see my husband's smiling face in the photo.

How could I not fucking see that he was hurt? How did my love prove to be so weak? I think to myself as more tears flow in. The fact that I won't be able to feel him ever again, I won't be able to kiss him, touch him, listen to his melodic laugh, makes me feel vulnerable. I just wanted him to hold me now, and kiss me on my forehead and tell me that he is with me and he is never leaving.

My eyes shifts to the door where I see Grayson standing with his hands in his pockets. He gives me a sympathetic smile as he walks towards me. I quickly rub my teary eyes. He sits beside me and pulls me in a warm hug. I break down, again.

"Why did he take such a step Gray? Why?" I mumble inaudibly, with tears streaming down my eyes. He caresses my hair and just holds me as I cry.

"Jess, stop, please." He whispers with pain in his voice.

"How could I not see that something was troubling him? What kind of a wife am I?" I literally scream.

"Jess, its not your fault. No one saw this coming. Stop blaming yourself." Grayson says.

"It is my fault." I quietly whisper fiddling with my wedding ring.

"Jess, we gotta get ready, the funeral is in an hour." Grayson carefully says after checking his wrist watch.

I nod and he leaves. I don't get up, I sit there staring at my wedding ring.. memories of that day flashes in my mind.

~Flashback~

"Harry.. where are we going?" I ask with a grin on my face. "Didn't we have enough adventures for today?" I add.

Harry smiles at me, and places his hands on my waste, "it's never enough with me babe." He says and kisses my nose.

He then takes my hand and we start walking, to an unknown destination. Suddenly, he gives me a blindfold to put on, I confusedly look at him.

"You trust me?" He asks peering into my eyes with his mesmerizing green ones.

I nod with a smile, "more than anyone else," I reply.

He kisses me on my forehead with his plumped lips, and helps me put the blindfold on.

He then guides to what I think is a room, after a walk of a minute or so, he finally asks me to take of my blindfold.

Taking of my blindfold, and I see that we were in a ball room. A huge chandelier is hanging in the middle, where we are standing now. My heart starts beating fast. The ball is perfectly decorated with flowers and lights. My favorite song "Perfect" by Ed Sheeran starts playing, and Harry sits on his knee.

I cup my mouth with my hands with shock, tears starts flowing down my eyes, I see him pulling out a small box, with a huge smile on his perfectly sculpted face. My tears uncontrollably falls, as he opens the box revealing a ring.

"Jessica Logan, will you marry me?" I rub my tears as I frantically nod.

"Yes, yes yes." I almost scream.