Sorry it's taken so long to get this chapter up but I've had a bit of a writers block. Also, the next chapter is the last one. Sorry, but it's true lol.

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Chapter 10

And the Truth Comes Out

Elizabeth was at her desk going through papers. She rolled her neck back and fourth, trying to get the creak out of it. When that didn't work she started rubbing her neck, temporarily relieving the stiffness. Today had been one of the longest days. She had had three meetings and the rest of the day was spent at her desk going over papers.

She yawned and stretched, her arms reaching up as much as her muscles would allow. She continued her work, but found herself continuously checking her watch.

5:44

5:58

6:05

6:12

6:14

6:23

6:30

6:33

6:45

6:47

6:48

6:51

6:55

She finally sighed and stood, once again stretching. She was finally finished and began to put the files away. She shut off her computer and put her coat on when Anamaria walked in.

"Hey, Elizabeth, I'm leaving I was coming to say good night."

"Oh, I'm leaving too; I'll walk out with you."

"I can't believe the wedding is two days away! I'm so excited!" Anamaria gushed as the women walked through the museum.

"You're so excited? It's my wedding!" Elizabeth laughed.

"So?" Anamaria laughed too. They walked to the parking lot together and went their separate ways.

Elizabeth didn't bother going home to change before going to the small Italian restaurant that she was meeting Will at. She walked in and saw Will sitting in a rather isolated corner booth in the back. She walked over and slid in across from him.

"Sorry I'm late, but I had a lot of work to finish before I could leave, not to mention the accident a couple blocks down. A lot of traffic," Elizabeth shrugged.

Will gave her a slight nod but didn't look at her. Instead, he was slouched in his seat mindlessly playing with the straw of his drink.

"Will? What's wrong?"

"Nothing really, it's just…" Will paused.

"Just what?"

"Don't you think this is a little complicated?"

"What is?"

"The whole wedding thing?"

Elizabeth groaned and rolled her eyes. "Will, we have been over this again and again. I thought you were okay with it!"

"I thought I was too."

"Where is this coming from?"

"Your mom called me earlier and started hassling me about my tux. Since when am I wearing a tux? We agreed on jeans and a button down shirt. But that's not the point. We started talking about the wedding and everything she said just made this whole thing seem completely ridiculous. Look, like I said, I thought I was okay with it. But every time I think I am, I go back to not being okay with it. Pretending we're married? Seriously? It was bad enough when we hated each other. But now we're dating, and its all the more worse. We haven't been dating for that long; what if we break up?"

"Well if we break up and hate each other, what would be the difference than before we started dating?"

"Okay, but are we just going to stay married if we keep dating? Elizabeth…I love you," Will admitted.

Elizabeth perked up. "Oh Will…I love..."

Will cut her off. "But is that enough to stay married? After a while are we just gonna get a divorce and keep dating, or what? The wedding is in two days and now I'm really starting to think this is too much."

"Will…"

"And I don't want to hear any excuses about your mom or her thoughts on the marriage or anything. Getting married because of her isn't an excuse! And you know, every time you bring it up I feel like I'm just being used in order to get your mother's approval."

Elizabeth gasped and shook her head. "No, Will that's not what this is at all."

"Really?" He asked sarcastically. "Elizabeth this is just too much; I gotta go."

Elizabeth felt panic began to fill her as Will stood and put on his jacket. "Go where?" Her voice squeaked.

"Go think," he stated quickly before making his exit.

Elizabeth just sat in her seat, not completely sure what just happened. She knew it was best to just leave Will alone for the time being; however she couldn't keep the gnawing ache out of her stomach.

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People were hustling and bustling in the hotel and out on the beach. The bridesmaids, Elaine, and the hairstylist and makeup artist Elaine had hired were all fussing over Elizabeth. It was the day that had been the day they were waiting for…

Wedding day.

However, the bride had a worse than usual case of cold feet. She hadn't seen Will since they argued at the restaurant. He hadn't been at the apartment all day and when she woke up in the morning she could tell he had been there and already left. She tried to keep a brave face and not to let on that something was wrong.

She was in her hotel room at the hotel where the reception was taking place. She was supposed to walk down the isle on the beach in an hour. As Elizabeth sat in a chair, not yet wearing the dress but instead wearing white sweats, with the hairstylist doing her hair, there was a knock on the door. Erin opened it and one of Will's groomsmen, Josh, walked in. Elizabeth was eager to hear any news he had of Will.

"Um…Elizabeth, I need to talk to you."

Elizabeth didn't say anything; she just nodded and followed him to the hallway.

"What's going on?" She asked, though she had a feeling of dread that she already knew.

"Will isn't here. I haven't been able to find him or contact him all morning but I didn't want to tell you until I was positive that I couldn't find him. I don't think he's coming."

Elizabeth stayed calm and didn't let her emotions show. She nodded and thanked him and walked back inside.

"Is everything alright, Darling?" Elaine asked.

Elizabeth took a deep breath, knowing she had to tell them. "The wedding is off. Will isn't here; he left."

Gasps came from all the women in the room and soon she was surrounded but comforting arms and words. Elizabeth shooed them away, insisting she was fine, and trying to convince Erin not to kill Will.

"Well, guests are probably starting to arrive. I should go break the news to them and apologize for the inconvenience," Elaine said after a while.

Elizabeth was about to let her walk away, but instead made a rash decision. "Wait, Mom, don't say anything. I need to talk to them. I have something I need to confess to all of you."

Elaine looked at her with a confused expression but nodded. When it was time for Elizabeth to walk down the isle, she asked the girls to head down to the ceremony to give her time to collect her thoughts.

Will was right, this whole thing was ridiculous. She can't believe she ever even tried to get away with this. Well, she already lost Will but she would be lucky if something good came from telling the truth.

She walked down the ceremony and when she arrived everyone looked at her, obviously confused as to why Will wasn't there and why Elizabeth was in sweats. Embarrassed, Elizabeth hurried passed all the watchful eyes to the front.

"Hi everybody, thank you so much for coming…but there isn't going to be a wedding. Will isn't here." Once again, people gasped. A chattering broke out among them, but Elizabeth cleared her throat a few times and once again gained their attention.

"I also have a confession to make." She took a few deep breaths before continuing. "Will and I eloped in Las Vegas. We were going to get an annulment, but I got very nervous and worried about what my mother would think about us not staying married since she has opinions on my life and single status, "she said, trying to sound rather vague as to not open a can of worms about her relationship with her mom.

At this, Elaine's mouth flew open and her faced scrunched up in confusion. "I talked Will into staying married and having a real wedding, just for a little while so I could prove to my mom that I wasn't totally hopeless. He was against it but gave in, and then after a while, we started getting closer and began to date. Then he started feeling too much pressure and confusion about his whole thing and he thought it was wrong to be lying to you all. It got to be too much, and he left. I really did love him, and because of this awful lie, I lost him, so I thought I could still do some good by telling the truth. I'm so sorry," by now she had tears in her eyes. She began to giggle slightly, "There's still food and music. Enjoy!" She said hurriedly before running off, leaving everybody behind.

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Finally it's up! I'm so sorry it took so long. And it probably isn't the best, but like I said I had a writers block and it wasn't going away so I had to write something and make it the best I could. So I hope it wasn't horrible!