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Cure for a Broken Heart—Epilogue
By Elysia [ely_chan@yahoo.com]
PG



Serena watched with sparkling eyes as her best friend and roommate walked down the aisle, her wedding gown train gliding over the soft carpet. Jill's face glowed with true love and happiness as she reached her husband-to-be, Michael, at the altar of the chapel.

Minutes before, Serena came down the aisle as Jill's maid of honor. She smiled as she barely managed to keep the younger bridesmaids and flower girls from fidgeting.

Her eyes drifted around the chapel, across the faces of Jill and Michael's family and friends. A very familiar face caught her eye at the back pews, smiling lovingly back at her.

Serena was nearly as lucky as Jill. After Darien's surprising visit, he announced he would stay in Hawaii until she finished college. With his support and devotion, Serena literally threw everything into her studying for finals, and passed with flying colors.

It was just two weeks ago that she had finally graduated from the university with her degree. She still wasn't sure about a career; only time would tell. But she was sure her mother would be overjoyed to have her back in Tokyo.

Yes, she was going to return home, and this time, she wouldn't be going alone.

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Serena shook hands with another nameless person as they made their way down the line to congratulate the bride and groom. Her feet ached from standing in one place all night, and her stomach whined to taste some of that raspberry cheesecake.

"Hey, Serena," whispered Jill, "looks like someone's waiting for you," she grinned as she motioned to the table in the left corner. Serena looked at Jill gratefully, setting her bouquet down and swiftly making her way through the people to the table.

He watched her every move as she plopped down in the chair next to him with the cheesecake plate in her hand. She kissed him on the cheek, sweetly said, "Hi," and kicked her shoes off. "You're not too bored, I hope."

Darien smiled gently and laid his hand over hers. "Nope. Just watching you standing in that line, knowing how much you'd like to sit down but can't is keeping me pretty entertained."

Serena playfully slugged him in the arm, then laid her head on his shoulder and sighed. "You know, I wonder if we'll ever have a day like this."

He leaned over, and kissed her forehead. "Anything's possible, Serena," not eluding to anything more. She sat up suddenly, realizing the bride was about to throw her bouquet. Serena glanced at Darien with a silly grin on her face. "Well then, Mr. know-it-all, what say you if I catch the bouquet? What then, hmm?" she taunted. Darien just grinned and softly kissed her.

Serena then jumped up to join the rest of the crowd. Being taller than the other girls gave her quite an advantage at catching the flowers. She silently wished she would catch it, just to ensure that someday soon, she'd have a day like this of her own. She had never dwelt on the idea of marriage before, but being with Darien now, the idea of it didn't seem so bad any more.

As the flowers sailed through the air and over the outstretched arms of the younger girls, they landed in Serena's hands. She grinned happily among all the others' groans and complaints and slowly walked back to Darien's table.

He stood there with a smile on his face and took her into his arms. "I love you," he whispered into her ear, holding her close. Serena wrapped her arms tightly around him, never wanting to let go of the man who cured her broken heart.



(There is a slight possibility I may be writing a sequel to this. If you think I should/shouldn't, I'd like to know.)