"So I'se hoird you'se getting married." He stated as he looked me up and down.
"Ya, tomorrow actually." I replied uncomfortably.
"I'se wanna ask youse sumting, and I'se needs youse ta answer." I nodded, and he came closer to me. "Do youse love 'im?" He asked seriously and attentively.
"I'm marrying him aren't I." I replied trying to scurry around the question.
"Ya, but youse didn't answer my question." He replied as he came even closer to me, and whispered in my ear. "And youse don't wanna answe me 'cause da truth is youse don't love 'im, and ya know that ya can neva feel a way wid him like you feel when ya wid me. The saddest part is youse want ta fall in love, but youse too afraid ta." At that point my eyes started to water at how right he was. He slowly pulled away from me, and began to walk out of the store. Everything he said was right, as much as I tried to deny it he was right.
"So what do you want? Do you want me to just fall into your arms? I thought you said you could never fall in love?" I yelled in order to get his attention. He then stopped and turned towards me. He became silent for a moment.
"Well I guess I was wrong." He whispered back. He then turned back towards the door and left. I stood there blankly for a second, thinking long and hard. Then I finally came to the conclusion, that I had to stop thinking and follow my heart. Just then Dean walked in.