She is marring. And it's perfect. Her dress is bright, she has her best friend beside and her father not worring anymore. She knows her future husband is in deep love with her. She has nothing to regret for.
But it isn't what her heart wants. And she is wondering now: „What if..."
With a fake smile, forced in the name of all these people outside, she steps towards the door. She's marring the man who loves her, till the man with the blue eyes, who promised her „Always", is sitting among the guests, watching her crossing the alley to the altar.
Years passing by like they always do – unstopable and fast like a blink.
And year after year she's buyng his bestsellers only to read the almost unbearable dedications of the author with the very blue eyes.
The only difference is that those eyes aren't sparkling anymore and the tears in her hazel eyes are salty from never coming „After always".