My first fic, so be easy on me. This is a multi- chapter story so … yeah. And a MILLION THANKS TO YOURDORKALWAYS FOR EDITING THIS. My story would suck without you. Hahahaha.

"You're getting married?"

"I am. Now, would you lower your voice a bit?" Mercedes whined. Tina's high-pitched squeal took her aback, especially over a telephone line. Voices are much more fragile then.

"I just can't believe it!" Tina replied with amusement. She is very happy.

"You better get over it. Since I'm picking you as my wedding planner and all." Her growing smile could be easily perceived.

"I figured that."

"Good. Think you can?"

"Sure," she grinned. Only for my best friend. Who's the lucky guy anyway?"

"Guess."

"Do I know this person?"

"Yes."

Tina raised her eyebrows realizing just who the groom was."That's easy. Sam."

"Since when did you start getting good at this kind of things? You were not the kind. I never knew you would become a wedding planner."

"Things change, Cedes." She sounded kinda irritated.

"Whatever. Wanna meet up tomorrow? Mercedes changed the topic.

"9 AM sharp. Bye!"

"Wait. Hold up. Do I get this with a discount?"

"A big discount. See you."

Tina ended the call with a sigh. She was living in Lima after years of schooling. After much effort and perseverance, it all paid off seeing as she was now a very successful wedding planner. Still, she never really knew why she settled back there after she earned her career. Something was just pulling her back there. She had many issues at first, and then started her business. She became popular quickly and made a great living.

Her office looked beautiful in the late afternoon. She started cleaning up for the day. As she was fixing her cluttered table, she crossed paths with a stack of photos. Pictures of happy couples and their weddings. But there was one picture that caught her attention.

It was kind of faded and all but the faces could be easily recognized. It was their nationals' picture. Finn held Rachel's hand tightly, Puck did his signature badass look, Santana and Brittany were laughing, Lauren was just standing with a glorious face, Quinn was sitting on Artie's lap, and Mercedes was hugging Sam. And where is she?

Well, she was carried, bridal-style, by a cute, tall and hunky Asian guy. Memories came flooding back. . She was staring and -

"Are you okay, Miss Cohen-Chang?"

"Oh yeah. Yeah. You can go home now. Just clean up my schedule a little bit." Tina answered.

"Thank you. Is that a picture?" Her somewhat nosy and tall assistanttook a look and scrounged it immediately.

"Yeah. It's a picture of me and the glee club."

"Oh, the glorious glee club of William McKinley High School." Sharmaine praised and wooed. She chuckled. After finishing her duties for the day that regularly consisted of contacting, calling, and negotiating, she headed for her house immediately. She took a quick shower then ate dinner. She was ready for sleep. She just wanted to end the day. Climbing up to her bed, the image just hit her mind again. She couldn't forget. She laid down with her favorite fluffy pillows but still, she tossed and turned, the thoughts overwhelming her. About them. About him.

Why did we broke up on the first place?

The question repeated.

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