1Chapter Three: The Honeymoon

Dylan woke up the next morning, rolled over, and looked at his bedside. He was looking at his wife. His wife. He loved Kelly, and now he was about to embark on a lifelong journey with her. Well, except that Brenda would be around for a few weeks while she was in search of a new apartment.

This wasn't Dylan's first marriage. He had previously married a girl named Toni, who was the daughter of Jack McKay's supposed murderer. In the end, it turned out to be untrue and they ended up falling in love and getting married. After they were married for a short period of time, she was accidentally murdered by her father, who mistakenly thought he was murdering Dylan. Dylan ended up going to Europe for a couple of years and reconnected with Brenda, which also went down the toilet. He then came back, reconnected with all of his old friends and finally, got back with Kelly.

"Dylan?" There was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Come in, Bren."

Brenda was still in her pajamas and looked exhausted. "Do you want me to make you breakfast before you leave for the airport?"

"No, you don't have to. You're a guest here. I don't want you to do anything. Just relax," he said being as sweet as possible.

"No, I really don't mind."

Dylan gave in. "Fine. Pancakes will do." He rolled out of bed slowly without waking Kelly up. They had to be at the airport in an hour to board a plane for Costa Rica, but he didn't have the desire to wake up Kelly. He walked into the kitchen, and already smelled the pancake batter.

"Smell it already?" Brenda laughed.

"Yup. So for the next week, you have the house all to yourself."

"Yeah. It'll be pretty lonely though."

"You're more than welcome to destroy whatever you want in this house," he laughed.

"Hmm...I'll throw some wild parties, sleep late..."

"Haha. Just clean up after whatever you do."

"I was kidding about the parties, but sure."

Kelly then appeared in the kitchen doorway. "Good morning! Smells delicious in here! Hello, there." She planted a gentle kiss on Dylan's lips.

"Someone's cheerful this morning," he joked. "Are you all packed? We have to leave soon."

"Yup. Let's get dressed now and get the hell out of here."

Brenda smiled as the happy couple went back to their bedroom. She was so happy for Dylan. Really, she was. Oh no, she wasn't. She was all heartbroken inside. But no matter how hard she tried, she still loved him. At this rate, she'd love him for the rest of her life. She should be the one in Kelly's place, as Dylan's wife, not Kelly. She began to grow achy again just like at the wedding the day before. She shed a tear, but immediately went back to cooking the pancakes.