She stood in front of the congregation, "It's so over," she muttered, while stealing a glance in his direction. The pain that reflected in his eyes was all she could handle. She took off down the aisle, running from the pain, running from the possibilities, running from him. "Meredith," she heard him call out but all she could focus on was getting out of that church.
Later that night
Meredith stood over the kitchen sink, staring out the window into the darkness. Every hope she had had, every dream of her happily ever ever was slowly crumbling right in front of her. Burke and Cristina was her proof. Proof that no matter what happened, it was possible to make anything work. But then, then he left her. Burke let his mama take Cristinas eyebrows, he let her change Cristina's wedding plans and then, he just left. No explanation. No reasoning. Nothing.
Suddenly, she was hit with her deepest, darkest feat. Burke left Cristina the way Derek was leaving her. He hadn't really left her, but she could feel how he'd changed. Feel how differently he had been looking at her. The way she felt him tense when she touched him. He was changing and thats what was hurting her so much. She didn't want him to change. Everything about Derek Shepherd had been perfect since the moment she met him. Well, except the secret wife. But they got through that. They made it through so much and now, they were teetering on the edge of nothingness. Her head dropped as she felt a tear slowly trickle down her face. As she looked back up toward the window, she gasped in surprise.