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She took a deep breath to calm herself down a little bit and grabbed the bouquet. Chin held his arm out to her and she took it with trembling hands. He smiled at her and kissed her cheek; the sweet gesture moved her and made her feel warm inside. The church was crowded; relatives and friends watched her as she made her way towards the man waiting for her at the altar.

Everyone smiled. Everyone but her.

Dylan smiled broadly when he saw her. She shared a weak smile with him and put her hand in his as she reached the altar. The priest made a motion with his hand and everyone took their seats.

She shared one last look with Maggie, who winked at her and nodded. There was no turning back this time. It was done.

"…Kono Kalakaua," the priest spoke, "do you take Dylan Matthews as your lawful wedded husband, to live in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love, honour, comfort, and cherish him from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto him for as long as you both shall live?"

She took a deep breath, swallowed hard and closed her eyes for a brief moment. Something deep inside of her made her look away, towards the crowd, as if she were looking for something (someone) among them.

Her heart stopped. Steve was sitting not a few rows behind his mother, watching her intensely. She felt conflicted. Her parents were watching her; Dylan was staring at her waiting for her answer. She didn't have the heart anymore to walk away, it was too late. There was no turning back anymore…

"I do," she finally whispered, stealing one last glance from Steve who had bowed his head in sign of surrender. Her heart broke into a million pieces. Dylan watched her intensely, followed her eyes and saw him. He understood. Now, after all this time he had finally seen it.

"Dylan Matthews," the priest continued, "do you take Kono Kalakaua for your lawful wedded wife, to live in the holy estate of matrimony? Will you love, honour, comfort, and cherish her from this day forward, forsaking all others, keeping only unto her for as long as you both shall live?"

He watched her, held her hand and kissed her knuckles. He looked at Steve, who frowned at him, and then took a few steps away from the altar.

People stared, in awe, as he stepped away from Kono. She had confusion written all over her face, and so did everybody else at the ceremony.

"I'm sorry, but no," he answered. Because know he knew, he saw everything his eyes had not allowed himself to see. Everything made sense, her feelings, her reactions, her tears. She loved him, Steve.

"Dylan, what are you doing?" she cried.

"Come with me," he told her, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the same room she had been before, where she had cried.

Steve stood up quickly and tried to follow but Danny and Chin had put themselves in the middle.

"Let them go," Chin said and so he did, because he was speechless and confused.

He looked outside the window. It had an amazing view, the waves, the sand and the palm trees. Everything outside looked wonderful. Yet everything inside looked awful and sad. She looked perfect in her wedding dress, it fit her body in every way. He had been so happy to make her his wife, they were so close to being happy but sadly her heart did not belong to him in the first place.

He should have known better.

"Dylan…" she spoke but he didn't turn away. His heart ached but he blamed himself for being so blind, so stupid.

"You weren't crying because he couldn't make it," he spoke, his gaze fixed outside, where everything was pretty. "You were crying because you love him."

"I…"

"It wasn't a question, don't worry. I already know the answer."

He glanced at her. She cried, slow tears running down her beautiful face. She felt terrible, miserable even, because this shouldn't be happening. Neither of them should be either sad, nor broken, nor miserable.

"I'm sorry…" she whispered, sobbing softly.

"Don't be," he said sincerely. "I should have seen it, you know? The love he felt for you, the one I had mistaken for friendship."

"We were friends..." she explained "but then something snapped in me and I…."

"Love him?"

She nodded.

"Why did you say yes?" he asked

"Because…. everything was different when I met you. You were different, sweet, kind and perfect. I thought I had a chance to forget, to live a brand new life with you," she looked down in shame. "I'm sorry."

She wasn't sure it that was the explanation he had hoped to hear, but she was being completely honest with herself and with him.

"Nothing to be sorry about," he took a few steps towards her, took her hands between his. "It was me who should be apologizing for stepping between the two of you."

"You didn't…"

"You and Steve belong together. That's what I should understand, what I should have known."

"I never meant to hurt you." She cried and once again he wiped away her tears. The sweet gesture melted her heart; she was having a hard time processing his reaction, always thinking he might be angry, after all she had practically cheated on him.

"I know," he kissed her forehead, "what is done is done. Now is time for you to move on, be happy. Promise me you will."

"I will."

"Good," he whispered, giving her hands a light squeeze. "Now how about I go and get this thing done?"

She nodded and kissed his cheek, because there was nothing else she could say or do any more. He walked away from her, smiling faintly. Her heart crunched inside, she wasn't sure if it was because this was finally over, or because she felt bad at how far this had gotten and only because of her.

People waited outside as Dylan walked out of the room. His mother and brother watched him with expectation, and he shook his head, telling them silently everything was over.

"Your attention please," he spoke, every head turning towards him. "Thank you all for coming, but the wedding is off."

He watched as Steve walked closer to him, Chin standing near him and Maggie covering her mouth with her hand to suppress a smile. He walked closer to Steve, being the main reason why this had happened, and stood in front of him.

He could have been mad, could have been angry at him for breaking what was supposed to be 'his happy day' but there was no point, not anymore. He loved Kono, that much was true, he loved her enough to make her happy and right now being with him did not make her happy, thought at some point he thought it did.

"She's waiting for you." he spoke.

"Listen Dylan I…"

"No, it's okay. Don't say anything," Dylan interrupted, not really wanting to continue this any further. "I understand, really. She wants you and not me, that's the only reality. Now is up to you to make her happy."

"And I will," Steve answered.

"Now go to her, she's waiting for you."

Steve took a deep breath, turned around and followed the same steps Dylan had before. His heart was beating fast, palms sweating and head spinning. He had never been so nervous before, never more anxious and scared about what was yet to come.

His hands reached the door knob, twisting it until the door opened. Kono was standing by the window, she hadn't noticed his presence so he took the opportunity to admire her beauty. She looked radiant in her wedding dress, perfect and beautiful. If she had been his bride, he could have been the luckiest man in the world. His heart beat faster once again wondering if that could ever be a reality.

"Kono," he called her name softly. She turned around slowly, silent tears streaming down her cheeks. He took a few steps closer, silently praying for her not asking him to leave.

It was her turn to make a move. She walked towards him, her eyes locked with his, her hands trembled. This was the moment she had been waiting for, nothing was stepping between them anymore, and she was free and happy, albeit with lots of tears and pain in the process.

"I love you," she whispered, her hands reaching his face and he closes his eyes at her touch leaning in just a little.

"I love you too," he said moving just a bit closer, his face just inches away from hers. "So much…"

"Will you stay with me?" she said mimicking his movements, licking her lips with anticipation.

"Always."

His lips crashed into hers with fierce passion. This was not like two weeks ago, it was not just him wanting this, it was her as well. They needed each other, wanted each other for so long now everything fit together.

This was the right thing. This was love.

THE END!