It felt like the whole world was crashing down around me... Then, I met you, and for just a moment, everything felt alright... DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction, Chris does not, nor will he ever, own a funeral home in Scranton! This whole thing is fictional, just something I had the urge to write.

You and Cerulli have been together officially for three years now --- you've graduated college, he's no longer your teacher but your boyfriend, and you live happily together. You still wish to be Mrs. Cerulli one day, but, as you continue to tell yourself, you're content as you are.