Chapter 26- Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. Finals went great! I'm so relieved they're over. Hope you like this chapter and I have some news down below… See you there!

Previously on Déjà vu:

"Did you find one?" Ezra asked as we spoke on the phone later that afternoon.

"Yes, it is safely hidden at Spencer's where you may never find it." I retorted. My friends and I went out for coffee after our lucky shopping escapade. We headed back to Spencer's to try on the dress, which fit perfectly, and hid it there.

…

Rosewood Arboretum. I felt it. It was huge. It was beautiful. It was elegant. It was simple. Much like my dress. A combination of Ezra and I. I could picture my wedding now, crystal clear. And I liked the vision.

Aria POV:

Alexis trailed me to my car, panting slightly. "Where do you plan on having your wedding then, Aria?" I guess I should have been annoyed with her tone, but after spending so much time with her, I realized she was only attempting to be helpful.

"The Rosewood Arboretum." I stated bluntly. "We definitely can have a wedding there, and I'm sure it would be lovely."

"Yeah, if they even have an opening," Alexis muttered under her breath.

"What did you say?"

She smiled at me, "I'm calling them now."

Alexis and I settled back into my black Range Rover and left the parking lot. She was sitting shotgun, politely speaking into the phone. Alexis understood how sweet she needed to be in order to attain a space, this close to the wedding date.

"Uh, huh." I heard her in thought. "Mmmm, okay." A pause, "So when could we pay you a visit to discuss the specifics?" She nodded, "Alright, thank you Mr. Freeward."

Alexis turned to me, her short bob catching wind, "Let's go negotiate!"

We parked the car and began walking towards the only functioning building on the arboretum's grounds. I was glad I finally had Alexis on board. I think the phone call really set her at ease.

The office was large, and dated. There were four white pillars outside and grand steps leading to the double doors. I opened them. Inside presented a carpeted hallway and a wooden door on the left. To the right, a quaint sitting area perched quietly and down the hall was a grand staircase.

Alexis took charge and knocked on the door. A man's deep voice instructed us to come in. Inside was a relatively average sized room with floral wallpaper. A mahogany desk stood in the back with the apparent Mr. Freeward sitting behind it. I introduced myself and shook his hand. Alexis and I took our respective seats on the other side of the workstation.

The man cleared his throat. He appeared to be in his fifties, with graying short hair. "As I understand, you are on a bit of a tight schedule so let's get right to it." He smiled warmly, "What dates might you be interested in?"

"We have our band, photographer and caterer booked for May 21."

"I don't mean to be… inappropriate but it's January. 4 months, Mrs. Fitz. We usually book a solid 7 months in advance. I don't know if your date is free."

Alexis gave me a looked but then composed herself, "Could you check please?"

"Yes, of course." Mr. Freeward began typing furiously into his computer. His face was illegible. My heart pounded.

Just as the silence became unbearable, it was broken. Mr. Freeward smiled, "Well, my friend, some luck you have. Not only is our most popular field open on May 21st, but also, all of them are. Now, you won't need to compete with the other brides for best dress." He laughed at his own joke. I thought his smile could feed a village, "I'll have one of my colleagues tour you around to choose your favorite location."

I thanked him furiously and floated outside where a golf cart was waiting for us. My heart felt light and giddy. I was excited and couldn't contain it. Not even the midwinter chill could storm on my mood. Alexis was quite excited as well, but I think her relief was stronger.

We toured the grounds and ended up picking the wide grassland next to the manor house the park surrounded. The area was large and quiet, with rows of lavender nearby. I joked to Alexis that now we could save on the flowers.

The Rosewood Manor was said to be built over 100 years ago. It was large to say the least, with stain glassed windows and an exquisite exterior design. I could only imagine what the inside looked like. It would be such a beautiful background to the wedding setting. I swallowed my curiosity to see it's interior and proceeded to listen to Alexis thinking out loud. An outdoor wedding of course, 15 rows, 2 columns, we'd have to set up a tent, etc.

I dropped off Alexis at the train station, with the promise of a phone call. As I pulled up into my own driveway, I realized that I had completely changed the wedding course without even consulting Ezra. I had signed a new lease without even asking him. What kind of a person am I? It's just as much his wedding as it is mine. Come to think of it, we hadn't even conferred with the band and caterer and photographer. What if they had an issue with the new location?

I unlocked the door with a heavy heart. I was sulky and upset and needed to confess to Ezra and then lock myself in a closet before I could make any more stupid mistakes. I closed the door and flipped my brown hair to the other side of my face. Ezra stood before me.

My face fell.

"Aria, how did it go?"

"Well, I think it went really great, but," I scratched my head, "I made some pretty carless mistakes."

He stepped closer to me, "Like what kind?"

I opened my mouth to speak, but he stopped me.

"Whatever it is can wait. You look like you need a drink."

Ezra led me into the kitchen and poured me a glass of wine. We sat down at the circular table and I opened my big mouth again. (Yeah, remember that huge mouth of mine? The one that spits out bad ideas like it's her job?)

"We're not getting married at Hollistique. I'm sorry. I know you loved that place and so did Hanna and so do I. But I just couldn't bring myself to sign the document. I cannot picture our wedding there, can you?"

He stared at me blankly, "Well that explains the phone call."

I took a sip of my drink, "Which phone call?"

"Alexis called before and instructed me to tell you that the caterer, and photographer are on board with the new location. I just assumed she meant Hollistique. She said the florist was closer but she would contact them tomorrow." He stopped for a moment, "Aria, if we aren't getting married at Hollistique, where are we getting married?"

My voice grew small, "Um, Rosewood Arboretum?" My answer turned into a question.

He sighed quite audibly.

"Ezra, I am so sorry. I am a terrible person. I acted on impulse and we are lucky everything turned out right but I just didn't think. I didn't stop and I let my actions make the best of me. I'm so sorry. I didn't even call." I looked down at the table.

My head stayed down for a solid 30 seconds before he said anything. "I'm not going to say alright, because everything is not alright." His voice wasn't angry, as I would have expected. Just hurt. I didn't know which reaction would've pained me more. "Aria, I think the Rosewood Arboretum is a great place for the wedding. However, we are getting married. Okay? That means equality, a union between equals. I understand that you've been more involved in the planning, but if you choose to alter the entire course of our wedding without even asking me… Just, I need you to think. After all, a marriage is built off of trust, and that doesn't only mean no cheating… But, you're not a terrible person."

I wasted no time, "Hah, I am. I'm so sorry. And you are completely right. Okay? I don't know what got into me, and now I've lost your trust. What kind of marriage are we going to have now? A messed up one. What kind of a wife am I?" I continued on the ramble, making a fool out of myself probably. I just couldn't stop.

"Aria," Ezra said calmly.

I didn't listen, "And then I'm going to fail as a mother and Zoey will hate me and she'll run away and we will divorce…"

"Aria."

"I'll live on the street. Better yet, I'll live in the arboretum! Talk about irony. I'll be that homeless woman that screwed up her life and I c-"

Ezra grabbed my face and crashed his lips to mine. His fingers traveled through my hair and he closed the space between us. "Aria?" He mumbled into the kiss.

"What?" I asked desperate for more contact.

"Shut up."

I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"YOU DID WHAT?" Hanna screamed into the phone. I pulled my cell away from my ear in the hopes that the ringing would die down. "How could you do that? HOW COULD YOU? Are you drunk? Aria, answer me. Are. You. Drunk?"

I laughed, "No, I'm not drunk. Ezra and I decided that the Rosewood Arboretum is a better fit for us." Ezra and I made up that night and I promised him no more impulsive decisions. From now on we're keeping to the books- equality. "Hanna, I'm really excited and you're killing my vibe here."

"Aw, sorry Aria. I guess I can see why you want the wedding there. It suits you. You know, weird girl. Weird location." I knew she was joking so the comment didn't bother me.

"Did I ever tell you how hilarious you are? Like seriously, why didn't you go into comedy?"

She laughed on the other line. "Good luck, Aria. This wedding will be everything you want it to be."

So… what did you think? I'm excited for the wedding!

And, as for the news: On Wednesday, I'm leaving for the summer. And unfortunately, I can't take my computer. So where does this leave us? Well, I hope to update again before I leave. It's going to be a bit hectic with all the packing and such so I don't promise but hopefully. When I get back, I will be updating just as I do now. Promise! I'm not leaving you forever, just for the summer. I'm sorry and I know how annoying this all is but it could be worse, right?

Be here for me when I get back?

I'll miss you all like a crazy person.

XOXOXOXO,

Danni