An idea that hit me out of nowhere yesterday- and I couldn't help myself- please enjoy- please review.
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A Sooner Surrender
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They say it's lucky if it rains on your wedding day.
Sara didn't feel lucky- she felt scared. It was just cold feet she assured herself- it was something that everyone experienced. She glazed past the glass to the rain that was refusing to stop, the overcast skies that seemed to darken everything out side.
She didn't feel lucky at all.
It was as if the world was moving far too fast, as if the days were far too long and if everything she was about to do was wrong.
A letter sat on the table in front of her, the half empty glass of wine enticing her to rip open the carefully marked envelop but the words on the back stopped her every time.
'Open if you change your mind'
She hadn't changed her mind. She couldn't change her mind not now. It was too late to say that she wasn't in love; that she had never been. Her mind was to remain firmly in place despite the weather.
So with a sigh Sara placed the letter in a box of things she couldn't bring herself to throw away; trinkets she had collected over the years that meant more to her than anyone would ever know, more than she would ever confess.
Sara knew who the letter was from, she had memorised his hand writing, the way the letters curled and spread across crisp paper. But the words on the inside were things she couldn't face. Not now, not after all of this time.
She was breaking his heart- she knew that.
He deserved better- he would learn to love again. He would meet someone that could give him everything that she hadn't been able to.
With those thoughts as ghosts in her eyes she looked at herself in the mirror, at the terrified expression that seemed to never be too far past the surface. This was it. She had made up her mind- there was no changing it now.
She was going to marry him.
There was no changing that.