A/N- Here we are. Another chapter. I can't believe I am actually posting so soon.LOL.

Disclaimer- I don't own them, but all characters that have never been on the show are mine.

Mackenzie Plantation-

It was the day before Mac's wedding, and to say she was nervous was an understatement. Frankly she was petrified. She had spent most of her days fussing over linens, china, and flowers. It was going to be a wonderful wedding. The only thing that would make it better was if her best friend could be there. She had not received a letter from him, but she kept hope. She sat in the library just listening to the rain tap against the window. 'Oh I sure hope it stops raining and that the ground is not to wet tomorrow. Sarah was so happy to have just a few minutes of peace and quiet all to herself. There was knock at the door, and she unwilling went to open it. "This just came for you." said Paul, who was one of the servants that they had had since was small. He handed her a long slender white box with a letter attached to it. "Thank you Paul." He bowed his head and left. She quietly shut the door, and returned to her place in the large overstuffed chair. She untied the red ribbon from the parcel and removed the lid. Inside was a single red rose, and attached to it by a black ribbon was a white mask. She stared at it and wondered who would have sent such an odd gift. She then remembered the note and opened it. It read:

My dearest Sarah,

I am afraid that I am going to be unavoidably detained; therefore I will not be present for the wedding. I am truly sorry. Since I will not be able to attend I have sent you your gift. You are probably wondering why I sent what I did, so I will explain myself.

The rose symbolizes our friendship. It is full of thorns, yet it is also beautiful. It is given to symbolize love. The other day I was looking through a book that belonged to my mother, and when I opened to a certain page a beautiful dried rose fell out onto the ground. Inside the book was a yellowed piece of paper that had my mother's writing on it. It said "The rose from our first anniversary." My mom had saved it all these years; it was very special to her. Just like our friendship is to me. I hope that it will continue to grow and remain strong.

The mask, well that is my mask Sarah. I took it off for you and now I am giving it to you. I would tell you that with my mask came my heart, but you already have that. You have had it for many years, and I suppose you always will. Unfortunately I have never been able to let go of my past. You have the heart, but not the man.

Now last, but not least, the ribbon. It symbolizes the pain and hardships that ties everything together. Our friendship would not be what it is today without all of the pain and hardships. Those years apart have only made us stronger. You told me that you released me from my promise of loving you forever, well I still do. I will always love you, as a friend.

Anyway, I know this is not your typical wedding gift, but what do you give to the girl who has everything? Well I must go for now, and I hope this finds you well.

With love and many happy wishes,

Harmon Rabb Jr.

Tears flowed down her cheeks and landed on the paper. She wiped them away and folded the letter. Now what did she do? Did she marry the man she was promised to; the man who could give her anything, who claimed, no professed he loved her? Or did she go after the man whom she truly loved, the one whose heart belonged to her? What did she do? She sat and thought for a moment. She would marry Mic. Harm had obliviously stated that he loved only as a friend, nothing more. But oh how she wished it was more. She took the letter and placed it in her open copy of Wuthering Heights and closed it. She took the rose and mask and went upstairs to place them in her hope chest. It was already full of different things, but she made room for the long rectangular box. Mac slowly closed the lid. As she closed it she trapped in all of her love for him.

3 Days previous- Train Station

Harm had no clue why he was there. He just got on his horse and rode into town to mail the letter, and then he ended up here. He loved her he truly did, but she was marrying another man. Did he go after her? Did he tell her the day before her wedding how much he loved her? It was his turn at the ticket booth. "Where you going lad?" asked the round, bald older man behind the counter. Harm stood and thought for a moment. "How much is a ticket to Richmond?" The man looked down at his sheet and then looked back up. "$0.75 young man. Would you like one? The next train leaves in about fifteen minutes." Harm thought. He sighed, "No thank you." He turned and left. The man at the ticket booth hollered after him. "Don't let her get away son." Harm turned around and looked surprisingly at the older man. "I can tell. It is in your eyes. You love her, but you can't go after her, or so you think. If you love her, you won't let her go." Harm smiled a small smile and shook his head. "It's too late. She is already gone." With that he turned and mounted his horse. He took one last look at the old man and left.

Mackenzie Plantation- Day of the Wedding-

Mac took a deep breath and sighed. Her father took her by the arm. 'Here goes.' she thought. With that last thought she slowly walked down the aisle and toward her soon to be husband. In her heart she felt something tugging. It was that last glimmer of hope for her and Harm. It was pulling with all it had, but would her will be strong enough to knock it aside and marry the wrong man?

A/N- I know it is short, but I wanted to leave you really hanging. (Evil laugh and falls out of chair) Whooo! I am okay. N-e-way please review. Thanks