Night at the Museum
Prologue
Fiyero Tiggular was a man happily attached to a beautiful woman and living in the very lap of luxury as Crown Prince to the Vinkus. He was perfectly content… At least until he met Elphaba Thropp.

He was 28, she was 25.

"Where did the both of you meet?"

There was a pause before he would allow himself to answer. He felt strange, letting someone else into his secret. His very favourite secret. A part of him wanted to keep it that way, but he knew that if he didn't share it, it was going to slowly eat away into his very core.

"Right here." He muttered, his voice gravelly from unuse.

He could see Galinda flinch from the corner of his eyes. The hurt on her face was evident as her pretty pink lips slowly curled into a frown. She let her hands fall to the cushion of their seat. The long bench that the two of them were sharing was thankfully barren of any other occupant.

"When," she asked, her voice was growing softer.

"5 years, 6 months and 10 days ago."

"For the love of…" She sighed heavily as she brought a hand to her face, pinching the bridge of her perfectly straight nose. Fiyero dared a glance towards his now ex-fiancée. She was absolutely beautiful, even when she was upset. Galinda Upland was perfect for him, she knew it, and he knew it. The two of them, they were so content… But it wasn't enough for him anymore.

The air between them was heavy now. Thankfully, the only other person around was a lone janitor who was fast asleep in the corner. The exhibition room was quiet… A stark difference from its atmosphere just an hour ago.

"… Was she here?" Galinda broke the silence. Her arms were crossed protectively across her chest, as if she was bracing herself for Fiyero's answer. As if his words were going to hurt her physically. He was quiet for a while, and she knew immediately.

"On our 6th Anniversary…" Galinda exhaled deeply, trying her hardest to bury the intense pain that was building up in her heart. "…Merciful Oz, on our 6th anniversary… And of all the places I had to pick, I picked the Emerald City History Museum…"

"I'm sorry, Glin," He muttered, his voice low. "I'm so sorry."

"… How can I possibly forgive you, Fiyero?" She felt a single hot tear roll down her cheek. "We were together for 6 years… and she was in your thoughts for 5 of those years… How can I forgive you?" Her voice was trembling as she spoke. Her body grew cold as the thought of having to sleep alone tonight without Fiyero by her side started to sink in.

He kept silent. He knew that anything that he said right now would only hurt her more, and Fiyero wanted anything but to hurt Galinda now. He would do anything to undo what he'd done to her.

"Did the two of you…" She couldn't bring herself to finish that question.

"No." He said quietly, "Never." His eyes flickered up to hers, forcing his truth on her. He would never do that to her. Never. Fiyero had screwed up most of his life, at least until he met Galinda. When they were together, he felt content. He had the most beautiful woman in Oz right by his side. It didn't hurt that she was genuinely good and they definitely had fun together. He did love her. He wasn't lying when he told her that he loved her.

But he loved another more.

A/N Initially, I imagined the story to take place in New York... And then I recalled that Elphaba was green.
Reviews would be awesome! I'm trying to keep the story to 10 chapters max, not including prologue and epilogue. It's still quite a feat considering that I don't have much free time to write. I'm just really excited about sharing this story with the rest of y'all :)