There was the doctor, my doctor, waiting at the end of the aisle. Trent, so handsome in his suit, so much love in his eyes.
As the church bells ring I remember the first day we met. I had tripped over my hoe and into his arms. All at once I felt safe.
And our first Starry Night spent huddled away from the cold, drinking and laughing in Carter's church.
And that summer he found me face down in my field. The drought had wiped out the majority of my crops. I had gotten so dehydrated and so overworked. Hope was a commodity I couldn't afford. But he was there to nurse me to health and supported the farm until I was back on my feet.
He taught me how to birth a calf.
He vouched for me with the other villagers and helped me fit in.
He was kind and intelligent and everything I ever wanted. Now he stood at the end of the church with vows on his lips.
And I dug my fingers into the pew to keep from fainting. Every step she took closer to him made it harder to breathe.
I bet Elli remembers the day they met. If they haven't known each other since the beginning of time.
I bet she remembers every starry night they shared working late in the hospital.
They've nursed each other through the worse times for all of their lives.
And she doesn't need him to vouch for her for her to fit in.
She is kind and intelligent and everything he ever wanted. And she is beautiful in her white gown. And she is standing next to him and she is saying I do.
And I don't. I'm not. I can't.