A multiverses of YOU and I

The mystery bridge

Ethan Angus

Ethan was waiting for his clients outside the wedding boutique. He had arrived a little earlier so that he could view his surroundings where he was to be taking pictures of the soon to be bride in her wedding dress. He saw a black car park in front of the building where the wedding boutique was and watched as the couple stepped out of the car. He was about to take a step forward and greet them when he felt something pull him away. He stopped dead in his tracks as he turned to face the entrance to the wedding boutique. He felt his heart starting to beat louder and wilder by the second when he saw the most beautiful damsel in distress push against those revolving doors and run out of the wedding boutique. He watched in a trance as she pulled her dress up to prevent herself from tripping as she threw the bouquet of flowers she was once holding in her right hand with all her might, it flew somewhere behind her.

He watched again in awe as she pulled her dress up again with both hands and removed her stiletto heels. Grabbing her stiletto heels in one hand and her other hand holding her dress up, Luna ran as fast as her feet could take her, never looking back, not even once.

Ethan felt a gush of wind blow across his face as she raced past him and he quickly grabbed his camera which was hanging around his neck to take a quick picture of the runaway bride.

He looked at the picture he had taken in his camera. The bride's face was partially hidden by the blazing sunlight but the camera was still able to catch her beautiful face.

As he watched closely she saw the bride in the picture smiling.

He smiled too.

He watched as two exasperated people, probably mother and son come out of the revolving doors looking extremely unsettled.

Ethan smiled again and thought, "Runaway bride it is then!" for the picture he had just taken.

He watched the man in the suit closely and now remembered where he had seen him before.

As he watched the man and his mother get into the car, he took out his phone and scrolled down in his gallery to find a picture he'd had taken two years ago in an autumn season.

He opened the picture and almost dropped his phone in surprise and excitement.

The photo he had once taken a very long time back was of a girl holding her camera as she took her photos excitedly on her camera.

"It was her. The runaway bride," thought Ethan as he stared at his phone.

The picture in his phone only revealed her hair, her clothes, her scarf and slender and slim fingers which expertly held the camera in front of her face as she was taking pictures. But he now knew that it was her in both the pictures.

He remembered everything now.

He had been busy strolling in the park, taking pictures of children playing on the slides, the swings when he'd come in front of a huge gray and paper white birch tree. He had been sitting under the tree, taking pictures when he had unknowingly overheard some of the conversations the man on the phone was having animatedly. He didn't mean to eavesdrop but he listened to this man's conversation with his mistress over the phone. Hidden safely out of sight from the man's field of vision on opposite sides of the tree, Ethan listened as the man yelled at his mistress on the phone telling her that his mother would never accept her.

Ethan couldn't listen to this hideous man's conversation any more so he quietly started roaming around the huge birch tree, taking pictures every now and then.

He was taking pictures of the magnificently huge birch tree when his eyes caught something else standing below the tree.

And under that birch tree was a photographer just like him. Taking pictures of her surroundings.

He had quickly taken out his camera to take a picture of her.

He looked at the picture he had just taken and smiled.

"Beautiful," he thought to himself.

Ethan suddenly felt someone grab his shoulder and he turned away from the direction the runaway bride had left to face his client, Mr. Jackson.

"Shall we?" said Mr. Jackson, showing the entrance of the wedding boutique with his right hand.

Ethan nodded and followed the couple inside the wedding boutique.

Ethan smiled as he pushed against those revolving doors from which the girl who was in his photo twice had just come out from.

"Looks like the son of a bitch finally got caught!" thought Ethan as he smiled at the manager waiting for them at the lobby.

Chuckling a little, Ethan thought, "The truth eventually comes out in the end."

And he was glad that man had got what he truly deserved in the end.

Two weeks later

Luna sighed in relief as she finally settled down in her seat.

Isaac came to sit beside her and asked, "Everything settled?"

Luna nodded her head in response but raised her hand to point at a group of passengers trying to fit their heavy luggage into the compartments.

She smiled and asked, "What are we going to do about them?"

She and Isaac laughed as they watched their other group friends struggling to settle down on the plane.

They were all going to Rome.

 

St. Peter's Square

Ethan was busy taking pictures of the huge and glowing Christmas tree in St. Peter's Square.

He had come to Rome on a special assignment.

He was a travel photographer by profession.

He panned his camera to his right, taking shots of people under the Christmas tree and stopped when his camera took another shot of a familiar person.

He slowly lowered his camera hanging around his neck to look at her, standing in front of him for real this time.

She was busy admiring the Christmas lights hanging from the tree. A camera hung around her neck.

This was the third time he'd taken a picture of her on his camera.

And here she was standing with him under the Christmas tree at St. Peters Square.

Ethan felt his heart starting to beat quicker as he continued to stare at her. And it quickened its pace as he watched her slowly turn towards him.

Luna watched as the man who was standing a few meters away from her stare at her in shock and recognition.

"Weird," thought Luna because she'd never seen this man before.

"But it was okay," she thought.

He had a camera around his neck like hers.

So she walked up to where he was standing and laughingly asked, "Hey there stranger! Taking pictures secretly!" as she picked up her own camera around her neck and showed it to him.

"Oh boy! You have no idea!" thought Ethan smiling.