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She was seriously considering calling the wedding off. Maggie had put that thought into her head, though she was secretly waiting for someone to tell her 'yes, you should do that', and now she couldn't stop thinking about it. She understood that meant Dylan being heartbroken, sad and angry at her, but she was so desperate she just couldn't see another choice.
The hard part was the 'how?' How could she drop the bomb without being too harsh? One of her choices was writing a letter. She had the words in her head, she was ready to sit at her desk and write the most heartbroken letter in her life, but Dylan's sudden arrival distracted her from the task in hand.
He had this dreamy smile on his face, like the one he had when he had thrown the surprise engagement party to her. He kissed her, a sweet melting kiss full of love and tenderness.
"Hi…" she whispered, a little breathless. "What are you doing home so early?"
"I just wanted to stop by to show you something, I have a meeting and my boss is waiting for me," he spoke quickly, taking her hand and dragging her towards the couch. She followed suit, wondering why he was so excited.
"What's going on?" she had asked her, only receiving a smile from him.
"I spoke with my mother last week," he said. "She is eager to meet you and since she cannot be here before the wedding, she sent this for you."
He took a small package from his bag and handle to her. It said 'New York' on the front, and it was a medium sized box. She wasn't sure what could it be and why his mother would have sent something to her if they haven't met at all. She had the feeling this was going to make things harder again.
He stared at her as she held the package in her hand, frozen. He was anxious to see her reaction. She took a few seconds to calm her crazy heart, and opened the box in front of her slowly.
The contents took her breath away. Inside there was a beautiful vintage gold diamond bracelet, it was gorgeous and expensive. Was his mom seriously thinking about giving this to her?
"Oh God Dylan… this is beautiful," she spoke, admiring the jewelry in front of her.
"It was from my grandmother," he spoke with fascination. "My mother thought you should have it like the something old you need, right?"
"No… this, this is too much."
"Of course not! Mom wants you to have it. She will go mental if you refuse."
'No, she will go mental when she finds out I'm about to break her little boys heart' she thought.
"Well… thank you," she spoke softly, a knot forming in her throat. He suddenly wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to his body. She let a few tears run down her cheeks, releasing all the frustration she felt inside.
He pulled away, wiping the tears with his hand and kissing her forehead.
"I have to go, okay?" he whispered, "but I'll be back as soon as this meeting is over, alright?"
"Sure…" was all she could manage to say, still overwhelmed by everything.
He walked away and she watched him leave and waved goodbye. Once he closed the door behind him she cried with all she had, clutching the bracelet in her hand.
She wanted to get all this done, she wanted to run away, far away but everything turned into the wrong direction. Now she was once again lost.
There was a soft knock on the door, she prayed and hoped it was Maggie. She really needed more advice, another push or a suggestion of what to do next. She sucked when it came to love.
But it wasn't Maggie, nor Chin, nor Dylan. It was none other than Steve, looking gloomy and miserable.
"Hi…" he spoke softly, staring at the floor for a brief second to then look at her. "Can I come in?"
She opened the door wide for him to walk in, he stepped inside and looked at his surroundings. It wasn't the first time he had been there; there were other times when they were happy and friendly and neither of them knew what was going on with their feelings. Now, seeing him at her house and alone, made everything difficult and complicated.
"What are you doing here? Dylan is gonna be home soon and I don't want him to see you here."
"No he's not. I saw him walk out a few minutes ago."
She frowned, just for how long he had been watching them?
"Are you spying on me?"
"No, I was just waiting for the right time to knock on your door."
She was already regretting letting him in.
"I wanted to talk to you…" he spoke softly, "about the wedding."
"Steve…"
"I'm not going," he spoke quickly.
She was sad though she knew what his answer was going to be. She wasn't expecting to react this way, though, she never thought she could be this sad.
"I'm sorry but I can't," he continued, his face showing clear signs of grief. "I won't be there with a fake smile on my face as I watch you marry someone else."
"Why are you doing this?" she asked, another tear rolling down her cheek but she wiped away quickly with the back of her hand.
"Because I love you," he spoke, taking a few steps closer to her. She stepped away, her legs almost crashing against the couch.
"No…"
"Yes! God, it is so hard for you to believe?"
"No! You cannot come here and tell me all this. Not now!" She yelled, pacing around the room with desperation. "I'm getting married in less than three weeks, Steve. What do you expect me to do, huh?"
"Call the wedding off," he said and she felt like he had been reading her mind all of a sudden. Hearing him saying that, what Maggie had told her to do made everything sound so cruel and heartless. Especially after what his mother had done for her, she just couldn't.
"What?"
"Call the wedding off and stay with me," he spoke again, once again making her way towards her.
"Steve…"
"I love you and you love me. You told me that, remember?"
"That was a year ago."
"So what? It could have been four years, five years, but it's the same. You love me… I can see it."
"I love Dylan…"
He stepped away from her, frowning. He wasn't ready to hear that, he wasn't ready to feel as broken as he felt now. He thought coming here, telling her how he felt would only bring happiness and not grief.
"And I'm getting married. You can't change that, it's too late," she continued but God he refused to believe that. He refused because she was sad and she wasn't supposed to be.
"I don't believe you." he whispered and Kono looked angry at him.
"I don't care what you believe," she said cruelly, "I told you this is too late. You ARE too late…"
He walked towards her, the remaining steps for their bodies to be closer. His hands touched her face, softly, she couldn't move, she couldn't breathe, she couldn't think. He was breaking her personal space, her bubble. Maybe in another time she could have pushed him away but she just couldn't because she had wanted to have him close, like this, for so long she wouldn't dare breaking this moment, no matter how wrong it is.
Before she could even blink his lips were on hers. Moving slowly, sweetly. Her arms immediately traveled to his neck, wrapping them around him. She moaned against his lips, kissing him back with all she had.
But then her mind spoke. This was wrong, all of this. She couldn't be kissing someone else when she was about to get married, this was so wrong in so many ways. No matter how good it felt.
She pushed him away, breaking the contact slowly, turning around from him. She could still feel his body close to her.
"You need to go," she spoke softly.
"Kono…"
"Steve please just go," she spoke again, firmly this time, not allowing her voice to break. "Dylan will be here in any minute."
He stood there, waiting for her to turn around and wrap her arms around her like before. But she didn't. Nothing happened. He thought she had changed her mind, the way she kissed him, the way she moaned against his lips, but he had been wrong.
"This wasn't a mistake," he said. "We're right, Kono. No matter how hard is it for you to believe."
She heard the door close behind her and finally turned around. She cried like she hadn't cried in days, her heart clinching against her chest.
She hated her life right now.
TBC
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