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Epilogue
Well that was horrible, she thought as she packed her vanity. She had waited so long for this pageant, putting all her hopes and dreams into it. It didn't go at all as she had planned. She watched as her mother was dragged away by security and realized that all of those plans were gone. She wanted to get her belongings and not look back, so she ignored her mother screaming her name and she hid. Until the music was over and the laughter died down. Hiding in the shadows, she couldn't even muster up tears. It was all too heavy to even think about. She would just retrieve her belongings and never be seen again. That would be best. That would be right.
She peered into the light. Not a soul was around. She slipped off her shoes to avoid the sound that might alert security to her presence. They didn't know her well but conversation was not in her plan. Only escape. Plain and simple, escape. She grabbed the first box she found and opened a drawer. At first she placed one thing at a time in, then scooped the contents to land where they may. Who cares? She wasn't going to need it all anyway.
She heaved a sigh as she got to the last drawer. It was filled with love letters from Link and her fans. No need to take those. She pushed the drawer closed when she heard a voice behind her.
"May I have this dance?" he asked as he stepped out of the shadows.
She turned to stare at him. It seemed like forever ago when she asked him the same simple request. Following that dance, following their embrace and the kiss that concluded it, they both knew that it could not work. As he held her, standing outside his car after that wedding, they both agreed that this was not the best thing for either of them. He needed his career, she needed her dreams. They were silent as he drove her home. On Monday, she went back to Link and he went back to his job. It was never spoken of again.
"Are you here to laugh at me?" she asked.
"No Amber. I'm here to dance with you." He extended his hand to her with a smile.
"Well Corny, I'm not sure I feel much like dancing. I think I'm ready to go."
He made his way to her chair. "Please." He sighed as he touched her shoulder.
She needed that touch and longed for his embrace. She stood and he encircled her. Finally, those tears came. He held her as she sobbed.
"I'm sorry that you're hurt. I'm sorry you feel this way." He whispered as he held her, "I truly am."
"I don't know what I'm going to do." She sniffed.
"You're going to think. Think about what all of this means. Don't you see?"
She looked up at him and shook her head.
"It means we have nothing to lose." He said as he lifted her chin and pressed his lips to hers. Her arms went around his neck and she realized that this never had to end.
"This night is mine. Ah, it's only you and I.
Tomorrow is such a long time away.
This night can last forever"