Maybe he would be walking down the asile with her if she was like her. Warm, happy, not broken. She questioned why everyday
She had told him she was happy for him. Why did it take it so long for him realize it was a lie. But it was to late and here he was watching as her replacement walked down the aisle smiling so hard her face might split. A faint 'I don't know what that means,' echoed in his mind and he smiled. It had been a while since he heard that. Heard anything she said. They hadn't talked in years and those were the worst years of his life. After he had told her that he was engaged she had wished him well and went off to some random island to study bones and such. And then another random island. Then another. And after a year or two she said...
"I've been asked to work in another lab."
He stood straight and waited for her to continue ,praying that she wouldn't take the offer. But alas god failed him when the next words fell from her mouth.
"I accepted."
He had been crushed that day and his fiance knew it. She dragged him to bed and "made love" to him but when she was asleep it wasn't her name he whispered or her face burned into his skull. But her the one not laying by him.
She had left the next day heading off to a unspecified town leaving only a letter behind.
I'm sorry,
I just couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing you with her. Maybe you would be walking down the asile with me if I was like her. Warm, happy, not broken. I love you and I'm sorry I hurt you.
I didn't tell you where I was going for a reason I don't want you to try and find me like I know you will. I want you to be happy and seeing me won't.
Say goodbye to everyone for me. Make sure they all know I always thought of them as my only family
I love you and I wish I had said that long ago.
Goodbye.
So here he was as the priest talked on and on. And he looked into her eyes and internally jumped.
He could only now see how wrong everything was. She was a blonde not brunette and her eyes were a warm brown not icy blue. She didn't have a broken past like him. But the one who went away did. And that was who he loved. He forced a smile on his lips as he said the excutioners cue.
"I do."
Later on she walked up to him. The one who he hasn't seen in years. She had been crying but she congratulated him on his new happy life. He scoffed when she said happy.
"Happy? I'm not happy. If I was happy it would be you in white." He whispered furiously.
She remained clam as she replied.
"Yes. But I'm not."
She gave him a quick hug and whispered in his ear
"I love you."
Those we're the last words she spoke. Later she was found at the foot of the Jeffersonian having jumped. Everyone was crushed then. But his fiance only cared because it effected him in bed. He had divorced her then.
He had cried because she hadn't understood him. She may not have had the ring to prove it but he still loved her. Because when he said 'I do' he saw her. And not the one in white.