Disclaimer: I do not own Paradise Kiss, just the plot of this story.
Prologue: So We Meet again
I was getting married to Hiro. Tomorrow. I was lying in bed, running through all the good characteristics of Hiro. He was handsome, smart, tall… What more could I want?
'Caroline!' Miwako came running towards me, with Arashi in tow. Miwako and Arashi were married now, with a daughter. They named Isabella Georgina, as a memory of George Koizumi and Isabella. I beamed at Miwako and nodded my head cheerfully at Arashi.
'I can't believe it! You're getting married today! To Hiro!'
I laughed. 'I can barely contain my happiness. I'm trembling from head to toe!'
It was then I noticed Miwako had a sly smile on her face. It was as if she was telling me that something unplanned was going to happen at the wedding. I let it go, figuring that it would be more fun for it to be a surprise than knowing what happened.
'Miwako, gotta go get dressed as the best man.' Arashi kissed Miwako softly on the cheek and left.
I was about to tell Miwako to get her bridesmaid dress on when a tall woman entered the room. 'Isabella!' Miwako and I ran to Isabella to give 'her' a hug.
Isabella returned the hug. 'Congratulations on marrying Hiro, Caroline. You two make a wonderful couple.'
'Thanks Isabella.' I craned my neck, trying to see around Isabella.
Isabella chuckled. 'No, George isn't here. He's a rather famous designer in Paris now, so he has a lot of work to do. He told me to tell congratulate you for him.' Upon hearing that, I couldn't help but feel slightly bitter and disappointed.
The door opened again.
A tall man wearing a top hat and unique clothes stepped into view. He walked towards me and knelt down on one knee. He produced a bouquet of blue roses and looked up. 'Congratulations, Caroline.'
'Oh my, if it isn't George.'
'Caroline! Yukari! Caroline!' I opened my eyes to see Miwako and my Mum bending over me. I raised my head slightly, to see George standing near the doorway, his hat covering his face.
'George Koizumi,' I whispered hoarsely. Miwako smiled mischievously and Mum scowled. George walked over to me and I placed my hand on his cheeks. Tears welled up in my eyes. 'It's been 10 years.'
George smiled warmly at me. 'I know.'