He was driving as if the hounds of hell were after him. The wedding was at 11 o'clock, he had to get there and stop it. He had to stop her, how can she do this? He zoomed past the streets of Chicago, past the Lakeshore district, passing the other slow vehicles, oblivious to their honks and curses. The steeple of the church beckoned him, and he parked his car askew. His lungs were almost going to burst from running; it must be starting now, how long does a wedding ceremony take place, 20 minutes, 30? He stepped into the nave of the church; the guests were gaping at him as he barged in. Maybe he should have come in quietly. He saw her beautiful blonde hair twisted into a chignon under her veil. She was holding yellow roses, why was it yellow? which fell down from her hands when she turned from the altar and saw him. "Terry?" she cried, what are you doing here, Terry?"
"Candy, don't marry him, please," he said, stepping closer, she looked to the tall faceless blond man beside her who was stunned. "Candy, marry me, marry me instead," a collective gasp echoed in the church, he walked towards her and kneeled down in front of her. "Candy, I love you, I love you!" tears were streaming down his cheeks. She was shaking her head and coaxed him to stand up. "Terry, it's too late…"
Terry woke up feeling the tears on his cheeks; a sense of loss and despair pervaded his soul as he looked at the clock ticking by his bedside. 3am. What was that dream? No, nightmare! An omen of what was going to happen to her? No! I don't want her marrying anyone else! She can be happy just by being a nurse, can't she? How can I be so selfish? I told her to be happy! She deserves to be happy! But I can't bear it if Candy goes to another, I just can't! He punched his pillows; tossed and turned, there was no way he was going to get any more sleep.
He got up and saw the coffee cups from last night when his father was at the apartment. So that wasn't a dream, he really was here, to tell me that he threw caution to the wind and gave up his duty. He was even flying again. So where does that leave Terrence Grandchester now? He had let the only love in his life go… for Susanna. Yes, he chose Susanna. Susanna might commit suicide if he doesn't stay with her. Susanna saved his life. Susanna might…yet, how can he stand by her when his mind and heart were somewhere else? He has stood by her for three years, surely it was enough? She was walking now, she will have a future. His mother was right, it wasn't fair to Susanna, nor to him…she has to understand, and her mother has to understand that he can no longer do this. His father was to meet them tonight; he has to leave a message for him, suddenly wishing now that a telephone has been installed in his apartment. The morning light filtered through the windows as Terry made up his mind on what to do. Everything ends today.