This is it. The last chapter. The epilogue. As you can see, I love circles.
Thank you x 1,000,000,000,000,000,000 for all that reviewed, read and enjoyed this fic. *squishes Geeky and Twifey for making this readable*
EPOV
My sister is going to kill me. You know that, right?
She's been unofficially planning for this wedding ever since we started dating, even though she never said anything. I'm sure she has everything from where to look for the perfect dress to the placement of cutlery around the shiny plates planned out in that freaky little mind of hers.
It was all for nothing, and I can't bring myself to give a damn about it as I wait for you on the beach side.
We've been traveling for the past year or so, spending odd amounts of days—even weeks at times—in each state since it'd been a mutual goal on our bucket lists. You complained about feeling stuck in a routine, and I, for once, suggested that we check off a goal. You readily agreed, and we were packed and ready to go within a few weeks. The entire trip has been a rollercoaster ride and a bonding experience for us. We've learned more about each other in the past few months than we had in years, and all the petty fights and arguments have made us stronger. We realized quickly how to strike a compromise and that make-up sex is, indeed, the best.
So you came up with this idea, seemingly out of nowhere a few nights ago. I agreed without a moment of hesitation. You are the woman I will spend the rest of my life with, and even though I really don't need a piece of paper telling me so, the thought of you being mine in every way has a lot of appeal to it.
We took care of the marriage license and visited a wedding planner the next day. Having spent months preparing for the wedding last time, you knew exactly what you wanted, and all I wanted was you. Within a day, you and Carol have decided on everything that's needed, and we head back to our room with face-splitting grins. We picked the Pali Ke Kua beach to have our ceremony on, a perfect mix of cliffs and greenery, and you went shopping by yourself for the dress while I got myself a suit. Carol agreed to bring the selected bouquet and officiant on the fixed date, today.
I'm marrying you today. You'll be mine forever from this day forward.
Holy shit.
"You're not gonna run out on me too, are you?"
I turn around to see you grinning at me in the most beautiful white dress—or perhaps it's you that makes it so beautiful. It's fitted at the top, decorated with beads and glitter, while the bottom is flowy, fluttering in the wind.
"You look like an Angel," I admit.
You beam at me before beckoning me forward. I follow you into the ring of bright flowers where the ceremony takes place. We recite our vows to each other and seal our promise with a hard kiss under a soft bed of pink and orange clouds. Then, we pose alongside the setting sun and foamy waves. I couldn't tell anyone for how long or for how many pictures. I'm too lost in you.
I've never believed in soul mates, thanks to my cheating father, but you make me want to believe. You give me hope in the future I never dared to imagine.
Now, you're mine.
Always.
The end!
A/N: Man, I feel like this was over before it started, and I'm truly gonna miss these two.
Take care, my readers, and I'll see you soon (sooner than you think *wink*).
xoxox