Author's Note- I haven't the faintest idea why I'm doing this, adding another frickin chapter to this. It was supposed to be a one-shot, but no, my darling readers wanted more (okay, so all of two people). So this is the LAST chapter and if you beg me for more, I will swoop down and keeelllll you.
Just kidding.
Afterword
She's standing alone, at the end of a long path. Her brown eyes are taking in the empty benches. There's no one else there. Except the one who matters.
The room is cold, colder than the early spring day. Sun is peaking through the windows and casting a dim glow over her frozen hands.
He's watching her carefully, at his end of the long aisle. His stomach is fluttering nervously, but a smile appears, warming the cold room.
His grey eyes are fixed on her brown ones, and soon she walks toward him.
She's smiling now, happily. How he loves that smile.
Now she's standing next to him, and her icy fingers slip into his warm ones.
The church bells ring out and awaken the sleepy town with its joyful news.
Somebody's getting married.
The Very Very Very Last End!
Disclaimer: I do not own this, whatever gave you such a silly idea?
Author's Note: I love happy endings. –wipes away the non-existent tears-