She ever doubted her love for him; that is until that night.
It was the night before her wedding, they had been back for only a couple of days and they decided that it would be a good idea to leave her alone that night so she could relax and cherish her last minutes as a single woman.
How long had it been since she'd been alone like this? They had left six years ago after graduating high school, and now they were back to get married.
As the night slowly crept by, she suddenly heard a noise.
"Wh…who is there?" she called out nervously.
"It's just me. Sorry to have scared you." A male voice answered her.
"Momiji-kun!" she exclaimed recognizing the voice of the one other person she loved the most.
"So…um…what can I help you with?"
"I apologize again. I know that you're supposed to be alone, but if I don't do this now I'm going to regret it for the rest of my life." He told her.
"Um…w...what is it Momiji-kun?" she asked concerned.
There was a moment of silence and feet shuffling before he answered.
"I love you." He said simply and with those 3 words the love she was sure to feel for her soon to be husband wavered a bit.
When the moonlight hit his face and illuminated those sad eyes, she felt something in her heart break. She felt the urge to hug him, to hold him in her arms and comfort him. At that moment she didn't know if she loved the man in front of her or the man that was to become her husband in a couple of hours, but at the same time none of that mattered. She had to trust her instincts.
The sunlight shone through the windows and gently hit her nude body with that warmth. As she felt that warmth she squirmed a bit before opening her eyes slowly and turning her head to face her companion who lay next to her, his arm gently resting on her bare abdomen. She closed her eyes for a moment, as if trying to erase the man sleeping soundly besides her and opened them again her resolve reaffirming itself once more. She slowly moved his arm from her body and headed to the bathroom to clean herself from her sin.
As the water washed away his scent, his bodily fluids from her body, tears fell from her eyes. She could not believe she had cheated on her soon to be husband.
She stepped out of the shower feeling refreshed and with one last glance to the man that still slept on the floor left the house quietly.
By the time he awoke she was gone. He checked his watch and realized that by that time she was already too far away from him. Again she had chosen himover himself and with that thought he smiled sadly to himself, but brightened up again as he remembered how her body had felt between his arms.
She still had time to retract and she looked for him but he was not there.
Maybe if he'd shown up to the ceremony her resolve would have crumbled, but he wasn't there and now she was a married woman.