"I'm fine... No, I'm great. I'm great!" She assured herself as she stared into the body length mirror on the wall. As she looked at herself in the mirror she wondered how he could still love her. How he could still love her, despite of the lies she had fed him. She had created a whole fabrication, but when he found out, he didn't even care (well sort of, he was upset, but she understood that. After a few weeks though, he was back to normal again). He actually seemed to love her even more. It was bizarre, and she didn't quite know how she felt about it.
She sighed as she sat back on the bed. Ellie wanted to cry, but she didn't want to ruin her make up. Today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, but it felt far from it. She could still make a run for it but it would make for a very awkward Monday morning. Ellie couldn't come up with an option that wouldn't end up with a very uncomfortable conversation with at least one person. "I can do this. I can do this. I love him. I love Ethan Hunt, and I can go through this for him," she mumbled quietly even though she didn't quite believe it. If she really loved him, she wouldn't have lied or cheated on him last night. She lay down as she considered her options. Maybe leaving the country to join the KGB or something would be a good idea.