I Do

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Ok, this is the last chapter of this story. I am extremely tired of writing it, and I'm just ready for it to be over with. I am ready for a new story, a new set of characters to write my new story.

3 years later

Logan's p.o.v.

 My heart stopped.

It was her. Standing at the end of the aisle. Her. The only one I could ever envision my future with. She stood, looking down the aisle at me, and my heart stopped. My breath caught in my chest, and time stood still. In this moment, my mind went back to 3 years ago, and I couldn't stop the flood of memories from invading my brain.

After my lunch with Lindsey, I was so confused. There were no answers to the endless questions that seemed to overwhelm me. Before everything had went to shit, I had known that Lindsey was the one I was to be with forever. After the fact, even though I had known I would never give myself to somebody so completely again, Ashley had wormed her way in, and I couldn't seem to help it.

So many things had gone wrong, in both relationships. With Lindsey, she was the main one at fault. With Ashley, I was the one who had screwed up. It still amazed me that after all I had put her through, she still wanted to be with me.

I had been at an impasse. There were two women, whom I loved in completely different ways. With Lindsey, I had to worry about being able to completely trust her again. With Ashley, it was I who couldn't be trusted.  I hadn't been sure if there was a way for me to correct my shortcomings with Ashley, and be the woman she needed me to be. With Lindsey, it would be simple. She had to make up for the past with me, not the other way around.

No matter what, I had had to decide who I wanted my future to be with. Who I could see myself with for years to come. The answer was clear well before the question was even asked, I just hadn't been able to handle the truth. To handle the consequences that decision would bring. 

I told Ashley nothing of the lunch with Lindsey, and for the next two weeks, I had tried to figure everything out on my own, Ashley was extremely patient with me. Lindsey knew I had Ashley, but couldn't understand my not being able to just drop everything for her. Ashley knew something was wrong, but stood by me, and gave me the space I needed to figure everything out.

The separate actions of these two women had given me the answer I already had known. I had come clean with Ashley, and told her if she still wanted me, I would do everything in my power to make it up to her, and had promised she would never be put through this again by me. I had sent Lindsey packing, knowing that even if Ashley didn't want me anymore, Lindsey would never be a part of me again.

It took a long time. Many months of hard work, and building trust again, but we had made it. From the day that I made the promise to Ashley, I had never went back on it. I never again hid anything from her, We talked about everything as soon as there was an issue, and put it to rest before we laid in each others arms that night. 

Today was finally the day. Today, I would become her wife. She looked so stunning in her tuxedo, patiently waiting for me at the end of the church aisle. Always waiting patiently for me, that was Ashley. Our friends lined both sides of the aisle, waiting expectantly for me to walk down the aisle. As I cleared my thoughts, I forced my mind to simply focus on the woman waiting for me. The woman that I loved, and think I had always loved, before we had even met. She was my soul mate.

I was finally going to be Mrs. Ryan. When this question was asked, there would be no hesitation, no wondering if I had made the right choice. I would only have one answer,

I do.

Oh my goodness. That is not where I intended this to go. Logan was supposed to choose Lindsey. Well, this just solidifies the fact that my characters write my stories, not me. Well, I hope you all enjoyed the adventure of Ashley and Logan. Thank you to all who stuck with me, and waited patiently through this story.

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