Walk Me Down The Aisle
It was a beautiful autumn season at the wedding day of Danni's friends. She got up from her table to refill her glass of champagne, and as she walked past the head table, she saw Scott sitting there. They exchanged polite smiles, but didn't talk much. Danni had seen Scott before, but had never really talked to him. She knew he was an actor, but chose to keep quiet about it, because she wanted to get to know the real person behind the fame. Over the weeks, they started to enjoy each other's company, and seem to still seeing each other at weddings. Scott never knew that Danni was a writer in the movie industry, and Danni never told him. She enjoyed the anonymity of being able to observe him without him knowing who she really was. One day, while in their hiding place, Danni opened up to Scott about how she was feeling. She told him that she had developed feelings for him over the passed months and wanted to explore a relationship with him. Scott was hesitant at first, because of his past heartbreak, and wasn't sure if he was ready for another relationship. But with Danni's persistence and patience, they started seeing each other and fell in love. They had a whirlwind romance filled with laughter, passion, and adventure. Danni was happy, and she felt like she had finally found her soulmate. She loved him so much that she decided to write a book about their love story. It became a bestseller and the spotlight was on them. But then something happened that she never saw coming. Scott was disappointed about the book, and his father was filled with anger towards her. Scott felt like his privacy had been invaded, and he became distant from Danni. She tried to reach out to him, but he wouldn't respond. She felt like she had lost him forever. But doon reconciled but it was too late. Years went by, and they were both at a mutual friend's wedding again, with their own partners. They locked eyes from across the room and smiled with the idea of their past. They didn't exchange words, but they both knew that they were happy in their own lives. Danni looked over to her companion and felt thankful for everything she had. She still loved Scott, but she knew that they were just characters in each other's stories now. She realized that sometimes, life doesn't go as planned, and the person you thought was your happily ever after, wasn't meant to be. But she was grateful for the memories they shared, and for the love that had filled her heart for a time. As the night went on, Danni realized that sometimes, the best love stories don't have endings that make sense. And sometimes, the best love stories are the ones that you hold in your heart forever.
Chapter Two
The next morning, I eagerly packed my bags, filled with excitement for my upcoming trip. Unable to contain my anticipation, I arrived at the airport earlier than I expected, oblivious to the constant stream of calls from Mitch. Deep down, I knew that he was going to ask for yet another favor, which made me slightly wary. "What's going on? Why are you calling me?" I polled, detecting a hint of frustration in Mitch's sigh on the other end of the line.
"Oh, nothing. I just thought you would take Alice or David with you, at least?" Mitch asked with curiosity.
"They would only disrupt my plans, you see? Besides, the three of us had already agreed that this trip would be only for my benefit," I insisted firmly, making my standpoint clear.
"Well, you didn't even tell me about this arrangement," Mitch enunciated, expressing his curiosity.
"Boss, I told you just yesterday about my vacation leave. At this point, you should be more concerned about other matters instead of looking after me on this trip," I comforted him, assuring him that I was perfectly capable of handling things on my own.
"I'm just kidding, you know," Mitch said with a playful tone. "But hey, don't forget about your job. And when you return to the office, make sure the manuscript is on my desk first thing in the morning." With that, he ended the call abruptly.
As I embark on this journey, I can't help but feel apprehensive about its effectiveness expecting the obstacles impeding my progress in moving forward with my life. Though they are my friends, their actions aren't pitching in positively to my mental well-being at this point. I refuse to feel accountable to update them on any incidents that occur during this journey.
And after that serious dialogue with my boss, I found myself on a plane headed toward Austin. I was awed by the picturesque venue that I knew would serve as the perfect backdrop for my friends Don and Vanessa's wedding. During the travel, a familiar face caught my attention, seated near me. However, only a side profile was visible, and I struggled to determine if this person was the same person I had encountered before, even though the memory remained elusive.
I couldn't take my eyes off this familiar person even after the plane had landed, but he disappeared from my sight as soon as the passengers started standing up. I couldn't believe that in such a vast country like America, we would end up on the same flight. And the fact that people were blocking his way only meant that it would be a matter of hours before I could see him again.
When I finally arrived at the ranch where my friends' wedding is taking place, I was thrilled to see Vanessa busy entertaining her other guests. It was so great to catch up with her. "How was your flight? Suffering from jet lag I suppose?" Vanessa questioned, a mischievous smile on her face.
"Jet lag? Oh, it's not a big deal. But tell me, are you excited about your wedding tomorrow?" I asked my excitement barely contained.
"Oh! And I can't thank you enough, Danni, for making it here," Vanessa replied warmly, embracing me tightly.
"I wouldn't miss this for anything in the world," I exclaimed eagerly, then my eyes pleading for permission. "Can I please have a short vacation here?" Vanessa raised an eyebrow curiously in response. "Oh? How long are you planning to stay in Austin? Just let me know and I'll make sure you have a comfortable stay."
I waved off her concern with a laugh. "Don't worry about me, Van. I'll be fine. Besides, you and Don have a beautiful ranch to set up for your wedding and honeymoon, perhaps? You should focus on that." After our brief conversation, I stopped bothering Vanessa with any more questions about her plans. I couldn't help but be intrigued by the beauty of the place and decided to take a walk before the bachelorette party scheduled for later that night.