Change! This is now Markus' thoughts on Milly.
Everyone deserves a happily ever after to finish their story, right? This was the happy ending that you had always wanted, and I was giving it to you. Even if it was based on a promise I couldn't make, even if I crossed my heart and hoped to die. But, with something such as marriage on the line, of course I'd come back. You had said yes so fast, that our lips had crashed together before you could even finish the three letter word. You repeated it over and over against my lips until I had to pry you away because of the pain that was shooting through my torso; I guess you had forgotten what had happened the day before. You seemed so happy again, you everlasting smile that I adored appearing across your face as you wiped the sad tears from your eyes, replacing them with tears of joy. I remembered just thinking that your grandfather would be pleased about one thing. Though, that wasn't why I wanted this. I loved you, I just hadn't seen that before, and I am sorry I made you wait.
Do you remember the first time marriage was brought up before us both? Your grandfather had called us to his office before we attended class, and had basically ruined the day for both of us. We were young and only saw each other as best friends. How easy that disappears when you grow older.
"You two will grow up and get married!"
We were both shocked by the statement that you grandfather had announced to both of us. I was frowning, and you scoffed in disgust. I felt like arguing, but you were the first to complain.
"Why would I marry him?"
I felt myself sink at your statement and looked toward you. You had a finger pointed out toward me and a look of disgust over your face. I knew it was all an act, but I couldn't help but feel the pain of seeing you act like that tug at my heart. Did you really mean that? I felt like falling to my knees and asking you if that's what you thought of me. But the second we had left that office, much to the distress of your grandfather, you had turned around, throwing your arms around me and saying sorry so many times I had lost count before you drew your hundredth breath. I had laughed and reassured you that I hadn't taken it seriously, though I secretly had.
"It's alright! I knew you were acting!"
I lied, and I seemed to hold onto that, because when I had heard that you were engaged to Earl Asplund, I felt my jealous build up until I felt like telling you to marry me instead. I wanted you, but you couldn't make your mind up. I felt a wave of relief crash over me like the ocean when I heard that you had called your engagement off, though the guilt lingered around me as I thought of you being upset by it. The guilt vanished though at your smiling face as you told me yes. This was the beginning of our life together, just when world peace came dancing around Britannia and Japan.