Selphie watched her reflection in the mirror in solemn silence as she brushed her long hair. Like a
porcelain doll she held no emotion, just a sense of picture perfectness. It had been a year today
since she had lost Irvine, a year since he had perished in Trabia. She shook her head. "I'm not
supposed to think about him anymore. Greg wouldn't approve."
Greg. Her lips curled in a slight smile at the name. After she had lost Irvine he had taken her in,
and now they lived together in his sprawling mansion. Although she was happy, there were times
when she missed her friends dearly. The last time she saw them was at the funeral . . .
She was snapped out of her thoughts as the door opened. A middle-aged woman entered carrying
a bundle of clothes. She set herself to putting them away in Selphie's dresser. "You better get
down to breakfast." she murmured. "Greg's waiting."
Selphie bolted out of the room. Greg hated it when she was late. She just hoped he wasn't too
mad.
She sprinted down the white marble staircase and across the study floor. She came to a stop in
front of the walnut double doors which led to the dining room. What would Greg think if he had
known she was running?
She regained her composure before entering the room. There in the middle of the room at the
table sat Greg who was eating his meal quietly. "You're late Selphie."
She sat down next to him and bowed her head. "I'm sorry. I was just thinking."
"About what?" He said as he handed her the eggs.
"About . . . about Garden and my old friends."
Greg's blue eyes turned to ice as his fork clanked down on his plate. "You still think about
them?" He ran a hand through his brown hair and sighed. " I befriended you, brought you into
my house, even asked you to be my wife. All I asked for in return is for you to forget those
murderers and you can't even do that?"
Selphie's eyes fell to her engagement ring as she tried not to cry. "I'm sorry. It won't happen
again."
Greg touched the side of her face. "Don't get sad pumpkin. We have the party tonight,
remember?"
That lifted Selphie's head and her spirits. "I almost forgot! I have a few things to finish in the
ballroom." She gave a quick peck to his cheek. "See ya around!"
***
Selphie sighed in contentment as she put out the wine. She always loved to plan parties.
This party was a special one however, it was for her engagement to Greg. "Who would have ever
guessed I'd be engaged?" she murmured.
Selphie flopped down in a nearby chair. She was finally done. As she sat there admiring her
work, Rosie came in carrying a glass of water. She handed it to her. "I thought you might be
thirsty from all that work you're doing. I still don't understand why you wouldn't let me help."
"I love doing this kind of thing. I used to be on a committee."
Rosie shook her head. "You really miss that Garden don't you?"
She thought for a second. "I miss the people. It's been so long since I've seen everyone." She
gave a little giggle. "Sometimes I try to picture what they're all doing." Her voice got a far away
sound as she gave a little smile and continued. "Squall and Rinoa are probably planning their
engagement by now. It wouldn't surprise me if Rinoa asked him. Zell's probably with Amy the
library girl. Seifer and Quistis . . . I really don't think those two are still together. It was one of
those spur of the moment relationships. And Irvine." She looked away. "If Irvine was still alive,
he'd probably be traveling around the world. He always loved to travel."
Rosie pulled up a seat next to the small girl's. She always loved to listen to her stories when she
talked. "How did he die? If you don't mind me askin'"
Selphie looked out a nearby window. "A year ago today we were working on rebuilding Trabia
Garden. One of the students came and reported a snow lion just outside of the front gate. Irvine
and two other SeeDs went to take care of it. I stayed behind to talk to a friend."
She took a deep breath and continued. "Even from the stage I could hear the screams. While
they were fighting the snow lion, another one came from behind. I tried to run out to help but a
few people grabbed me to stop me. By the time I got there it was too late. All we found was his
hat and blood." Her voice was just a whisper. "It was everywhere."
"We had a small funeral in Balamb. Since we never found the body, we filled the casket with all
of his favorite things. I put the cowboy hat in."
She sat there for a moment in silence before standing up. "I've got to go get ready." Rosie
nodded as the petite girl left the room. "Poor thing. "
***
Selphie the last button on the back of her dress. It would only be a half hour til the guests arrive.
She turned to the door as someone knocked. "Come in!"
Greg walked in dressed in full suit. He walked over and gave her a quick kiss. "You look great
in that dress. Aren't you glad you didn't wear that yellow one you picked out at first?"
"Yeah . . . " she had actually loved the dress but said nothing. She wrapped her arms around his
neck. "I can't believe we're getting married in two weeks."
"I can" he whispered "You're absolutely stunning." She blushed slightly while he took his arms
off of her. "I'm going to go downstairs and get ready to greet guests. Don't stay up too much
longer ok?"
She nodded as he started to leave the room. He stopped in the doorway. "Oh I almost forgot."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small rectangular box. He walked back over and
handed it to her. She opened it and found herself staring at a diamond necklace. "Wow" she
whispered.
"You like it? Here let me put it on you." He placed the necklace around her small neck. She
touched it. "Thank you so much."
"It's nothing. I'll see you in a bit."
He left the room closing the door behind him. As soon as he was gone Selphie sighed and
flopped down on her bed, closing her eyes. "Am I ready for this?"
Not more then a moment later the door knocked again. "I'll be down in just a sec Rosie!" she
shouted, not wanting to get up. The door noisily swung open.
"Selph?"
Selphie gasped at the slightly drawled voice and quickly sat up. "Irvine?"
***
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couldn't help myself. I do plan on updating every weekend from now on but that's not for sure.
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porcelain doll she held no emotion, just a sense of picture perfectness. It had been a year today
since she had lost Irvine, a year since he had perished in Trabia. She shook her head. "I'm not
supposed to think about him anymore. Greg wouldn't approve."
Greg. Her lips curled in a slight smile at the name. After she had lost Irvine he had taken her in,
and now they lived together in his sprawling mansion. Although she was happy, there were times
when she missed her friends dearly. The last time she saw them was at the funeral . . .
She was snapped out of her thoughts as the door opened. A middle-aged woman entered carrying
a bundle of clothes. She set herself to putting them away in Selphie's dresser. "You better get
down to breakfast." she murmured. "Greg's waiting."
Selphie bolted out of the room. Greg hated it when she was late. She just hoped he wasn't too
mad.
She sprinted down the white marble staircase and across the study floor. She came to a stop in
front of the walnut double doors which led to the dining room. What would Greg think if he had
known she was running?
She regained her composure before entering the room. There in the middle of the room at the
table sat Greg who was eating his meal quietly. "You're late Selphie."
She sat down next to him and bowed her head. "I'm sorry. I was just thinking."
"About what?" He said as he handed her the eggs.
"About . . . about Garden and my old friends."
Greg's blue eyes turned to ice as his fork clanked down on his plate. "You still think about
them?" He ran a hand through his brown hair and sighed. " I befriended you, brought you into
my house, even asked you to be my wife. All I asked for in return is for you to forget those
murderers and you can't even do that?"
Selphie's eyes fell to her engagement ring as she tried not to cry. "I'm sorry. It won't happen
again."
Greg touched the side of her face. "Don't get sad pumpkin. We have the party tonight,
remember?"
That lifted Selphie's head and her spirits. "I almost forgot! I have a few things to finish in the
ballroom." She gave a quick peck to his cheek. "See ya around!"
***
Selphie sighed in contentment as she put out the wine. She always loved to plan parties.
This party was a special one however, it was for her engagement to Greg. "Who would have ever
guessed I'd be engaged?" she murmured.
Selphie flopped down in a nearby chair. She was finally done. As she sat there admiring her
work, Rosie came in carrying a glass of water. She handed it to her. "I thought you might be
thirsty from all that work you're doing. I still don't understand why you wouldn't let me help."
"I love doing this kind of thing. I used to be on a committee."
Rosie shook her head. "You really miss that Garden don't you?"
She thought for a second. "I miss the people. It's been so long since I've seen everyone." She
gave a little giggle. "Sometimes I try to picture what they're all doing." Her voice got a far away
sound as she gave a little smile and continued. "Squall and Rinoa are probably planning their
engagement by now. It wouldn't surprise me if Rinoa asked him. Zell's probably with Amy the
library girl. Seifer and Quistis . . . I really don't think those two are still together. It was one of
those spur of the moment relationships. And Irvine." She looked away. "If Irvine was still alive,
he'd probably be traveling around the world. He always loved to travel."
Rosie pulled up a seat next to the small girl's. She always loved to listen to her stories when she
talked. "How did he die? If you don't mind me askin'"
Selphie looked out a nearby window. "A year ago today we were working on rebuilding Trabia
Garden. One of the students came and reported a snow lion just outside of the front gate. Irvine
and two other SeeDs went to take care of it. I stayed behind to talk to a friend."
She took a deep breath and continued. "Even from the stage I could hear the screams. While
they were fighting the snow lion, another one came from behind. I tried to run out to help but a
few people grabbed me to stop me. By the time I got there it was too late. All we found was his
hat and blood." Her voice was just a whisper. "It was everywhere."
"We had a small funeral in Balamb. Since we never found the body, we filled the casket with all
of his favorite things. I put the cowboy hat in."
She sat there for a moment in silence before standing up. "I've got to go get ready." Rosie
nodded as the petite girl left the room. "Poor thing. "
***
Selphie the last button on the back of her dress. It would only be a half hour til the guests arrive.
She turned to the door as someone knocked. "Come in!"
Greg walked in dressed in full suit. He walked over and gave her a quick kiss. "You look great
in that dress. Aren't you glad you didn't wear that yellow one you picked out at first?"
"Yeah . . . " she had actually loved the dress but said nothing. She wrapped her arms around his
neck. "I can't believe we're getting married in two weeks."
"I can" he whispered "You're absolutely stunning." She blushed slightly while he took his arms
off of her. "I'm going to go downstairs and get ready to greet guests. Don't stay up too much
longer ok?"
She nodded as he started to leave the room. He stopped in the doorway. "Oh I almost forgot."
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small rectangular box. He walked back over and
handed it to her. She opened it and found herself staring at a diamond necklace. "Wow" she
whispered.
"You like it? Here let me put it on you." He placed the necklace around her small neck. She
touched it. "Thank you so much."
"It's nothing. I'll see you in a bit."
He left the room closing the door behind him. As soon as he was gone Selphie sighed and
flopped down on her bed, closing her eyes. "Am I ready for this?"
Not more then a moment later the door knocked again. "I'll be down in just a sec Rosie!" she
shouted, not wanting to get up. The door noisily swung open.
"Selph?"
Selphie gasped at the slightly drawled voice and quickly sat up. "Irvine?"
***
Hi! I know I shouldn't be starting another story with all the other ones I have to finish but I
couldn't help myself. I do plan on updating every weekend from now on but that's not for sure.
Anyway, if you want me to continue this please review!