I don't own House MD. or the characters. If I did, things would be different.
It's been three months. Three months since Chase proposed. He's pretty much here all the time now, and I guess that's normal, since we're getting married in two weeks. I thought this was what I wanted; I thought I was finally happy with Chase. I'm not so sure anymore. I mean, of course, I love Chase, he's amazing, he treats me right, we're good together. The problem is, I don't know if I'm in love with him.
It's been three months. Three months since I proposed to Cameron. It's been the most amazing three months of my life. We're getting married in two weeks, and I've never been more in love with her than I am right now. She's the most amazing woman I've ever met, and I know we're meant to be together. All the doubts I had in the past, they've all melted away. I love her with all my heart.
Three months ago, Lawrence Kutner shot himself in the head. A week later, Chase proposed to Cameron, and, of course, she said yes. They seem so utterly happy together, it's wretchedly disturbing. No one can possibly be that happy. And they're getting married in two weeks. So now, I have fourteen days to ruin something. And start something.
