Tada! Ok, so I'm really, really, really sorry for not updating in soooooooooooooo long. I feel awful. I never meant to keep everyone (ok so maybe no one) waiting. I really hope you all will forgive me and please give my story some love. I love you all (again, maybe no one) for reading and I'll never forget you. BTW, sorry it's so short, but it's just the wedding. I really didn't even think it'd be this long. Anyway, thanks!

And now, I present you with the epilogue.


"Mitchie, it's time," My mother says as she stands in the doorway of my used-to-be bedroom. I nod and turn back to the mirror of my vanity, looking at every detail of my face. I've grown so much in two years... less than two years. I've become a young woman, who is now, getting married in her parents backyard. I have to think: Did I make the right choice? Am I ready for this? All I know is that for once in my life I am sure of this and I know I've done the right thing.

"Come on Mitchie," I tell my refection. "It's time for you to walk down the aisle." I look over myself one last time before standing up. I turn and walk out of the room, heading down the stairs. I see my best friend, Caitlyn, standing at the bottom, watching me with tear filled eyes. "Mitchie, you looked beautiful," she says with a hug. "Thanks Caitlyn," I say and give her a loving smile. She walks behind me and picks the train of my dress off the ground. I start walking towards the backyard, feeling my heart beat race as I inch closer. Here we go.

The patio doors fly open and a beam of light shines everywhere, like this is heaven on earth. I take a breath and see my father walk over, lacing his arm with mine. "Ready Mitchie?" he asks me. "I'm ready," I say and the music starts to play. Left, right. Right, left. I repeat to myself as we move closer to the front. I spot Jason from behind my veil. He looks amazing and so nervous. Suddenly, I feel sorry for him. He shouldn't be nervous. The bride should always be the nervous one.

As soon as the music stops, I see we've reached the end. "Who gives this bride away?" the preacher speaks up. "I do," my father says. He turns to me, lifting my veil and kissing my cheek before laying it back over my face. I smile and watch him take a seat next to my mother. A single tear starts to fall and Jason walks over, taking my hand and bringing me closer to the moment.

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..."

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Jason pulls me close and kisses my lips. I feel the tears now streaming down my cheeks as I stand there, holding onto Jason. He pulls away and looks at me, then wipes a tear from my cheek. "I love you Mitchie," he suddenly says. I smile and hug him. "I love you too Jason,"

So now, here I stand with my, now refurred to as, husband, Jason. And even as we dance underneath the spotlight, I can't help but think of Shane everytime I see Jason. There's something so familiar about him that connects me to Shane, something that nobody could possibly understand. It is true, I love Jason everyday, but Shane will always be in my heart and my one true love. No one could ever replace that. Never.