Chapter 16 Till Death do us Part
Matthew slowly peeled open his eyes. From the look of the sunlight cloaked room, Matthew could tell the sun was coming up. He grunted as he tried to push himself up, but stopped midway when he noticed a weigh on his right shoulder. He looked to his right and was met with gold hair and soft breathing from his wife that laid peacefully on his bare shoulder. He looked to his left to see their cloths spilled everywhere around the room; a now wrinkled black suit and a beautiful all white dress and gloves. He raised his free hand into the air and evaluated the gold band around his finger.
"That's right… I got married."
24 hours ago
The morals of the camp were somewhat low. Half of both the Ylissean and Feroxian soldiers were now with Khan Basilio and Flavia in a divergent mission against Walhart's incoming forces. The good news would be that, due to lack of supervision, the betrayed forces of the rebellion let the Shepherds leave Fort Steiger without a fight. It physically tore Say'ri to see her fellow brethren taking up arms against her, but her new found friends helped reassure her of her goals and promised to be there with her throughout the campaign. The bad news would be Matthew didn't know if they had enough men to challenge Yen'fay's army.
The Shepherds currently marched toward Yen'fays army which was a 4 day march. In that time, Morgan did her best to get closer to her mother in any way possible at the back of the army. "Okay Mother! I've gotten to know Naomi a lot since you guys found me, so now you have my full attention!" The tactician in training perked up.
Emmeryn smiled at the energy from her daughter. "Okay. What would you like to know? I don't know much, but…I will try to answer as best…as I can."
"Alright! I'll start off by telling you a little bit about myself! Now, let's see. What are some of the things I like to do…?" Morgan put a finger to her chin and looked up to the partially clouded sky in thought. "Oh! I love tactics and I also love the sword! I occasionally like to prank father just to keep him on his toes, but he seems to always get the better of me. I'm not very comfortable doing anything with Naomi yet since I don't know her that well, but time will fix that." Morgan looked to her mother to make sure she was still listening, which she was. "So Mom, what about you? Got any epic stories from your past that you want to share with me?"
Emmeryn hung her head low and mumbled. "I don't…know much about my past…"
Morgan inwardly cursed herself and face palmed. She completely forgot her mother condition. "Oh, that's right. You have amnesia just like me…" Her eyes widened as she realized something about the way her mother spoke. "People say that I should be wary of your speech, but you speak perfectly fine to me!"
Emmeryn nodded while placing a hand over her heart and closing her eyes. "It's thanks to Matt for being…so patient with me." Said the former Exalt with a bright smile that warmed her daughter's heart. "If not for him, I would still…be worst. I love him dearly for…helping me get better."
"Aw~~, that's so sweet, Mom! I'm happy that you love Father so much! It makes me kinda sad that I missed you guys wedding!" Emmeryn stopped completely in her tracks as soon as the words left her daughters mouth. Morgan mimicked her mother when she noticed she was no longer next to her and turned to see Emmeryn's bewildered face.
"W-Wedding?" Emmeryn said in a concerned tone.
"Yeah 'wedding'. You two are married, right?" Morgan asked with raised eye brows.
"W-We are married, but we…haven't had a wedding." Emmeryn confessed to her daughter while looking to the ground in sorrow.
"WHAT?!" Morgan shouted from the revelation and ran to her mother, gripping her shoulders and looking up into her silver eyes. "You two are married and you never had a wedding?!"Emmeryn was honestly too scared to answer her daughters question, not because she was scared of her, but because she didn't want to disappoint her with her answer.
"Y-Yes… We haven't talked about a wedding yet… I'm not sure we will have one…"
"That's unacceptable!" Morgan yelled. "Your relationship can only be truly everlasting when you two have both exchanged vows and kissed in front of hundreds of people to show that you love each other!"
"W-What?" Emmeryn cheeks flared red from her daughter's exclamation. "I-I couldn't…in front of so many people…" Emmeryn cupped her cheeks in an attempted to hide the redness from her daughter.
"You have to, Mom! It's the only way that you can make sure no one takes him away from you! …Matter a fact, we're gonna go talk to him RIGHT NOW about this!" The young tactician grabbed her mother's hand and forcefully dragged her toward the front of the army. The only thing Emmeryn could think about was the embarrassing bit Morgan explained about a wedding. She openly protested the further her daughter dragged her down the line of the army.
"W-Wait a minute! Morgan!"
Front of the Army
"I-I kinda understand why you change us, but do you really have to do it now? Donny and I were doing so well together."
"I understand that Naomi, but Morgan needs someone to team up with and you and I were the only ones that I could actually put together with her."
"T-Then what's wrong with having Morgan teaming up with you?!"
Matthew looked down to his daughter who tried desperately to find a reason for his decision. Why is she getting so riled up from this? He asked himself as he answered her question. "Because I don't want her anywhere near the front lines, Naomi. If there's any way to keep you two away from the battlefield, then I will try it. Besides, I thought you would be happy to be paired up with your sister."
Naomi turned her attention to the ground while pushing her index fingers together. "I-It's not that I don't want to pair up with her. It's just that," A blush appeared on the young dark mages face as she continued to speak in an inaudible tone. "Me and Donny have grown so close together…"
"Hmm? What was that?" Matthew asked which shook his daughter pale and she immediately shook her hands in front of her in denial.
"N-Nothing! I said nothing! I was just thinking it would be disappointing that Donny and I won't be able to fight together anymore is all!"
Matthew raised an eyebrow at how his daughter kept address the farm boy. "Since when did you start calling Donnel 'Donny'?" If the young dark mage's face could get any redder, then it would rival Cordelia's hair.
The young dark mage constantly stuttered as she tried to explain herself. "I-I-It's not what you think, I swear! W-We are j-just good friends! W-We have no type of relationship of anything like that!"
"…I didn't say anything about a relationship…" Matthew grew even more suspicions his daughter. From the time he had known her he has figured out that she has the tendency to leak information and is terrible at lying. Seeing her follow her usual pattern like all the other times brought an investigation to his head that he needed solve immediately. He frowned at his daughter who seemed to cower from her father's hard stare. "What is it that you aren't telling m-"
"FATHER!"
The brunette jumped from the sound of his name. He looked over his shoulder and saw a frowning Morgan dragging along an unwilling Emmeryn. "Morgan? Is something wrong?" The tactician in training finally caught up to her father and looked up to him with a hard glare; meanwhile, Naomi let out a sigh of relief and silently thanked her sister for getting her out of that predicament.
"Why haven't you and mother had your wedding yet?!" Matthew could literally feel the eyes of the soldiers and Shepherds turn to him, which didn't make him feel any better about answering the question.
"U-Umm, about that…" Said Matthew while turning away and rubbing his neck. "We just…haven't talked about it yet, Morgan."
"Why haven't you talked about? Don't you want to marry mother as soon as possible?" The girl inquired.
Matthew tried to use the best excuse he could come up with, but he was failing to come up with one. "W-Well, yea, but we…just haven't had the time to organize one. B-Besides, we just had Lissa's wedding a few days ago. It would feel somewhat weird to have our wedding the same week, and on a Thursday no less."
"You're making excuses!" Morgan chided. "Mom doesn't need excuses. She needs a wedding and she needs it YESTERDAY!"
Emmeryn finally spoke up and said, "I-I don't mind if we have…a wedding or not." Morgan's face contorted into horror as she looked back to her mother.
"You can't say something like that, Mom! What if something bad happens and you never get to see each other again? Wouldn't you want to share your most beautiful moment together before you die?" Morgan was smart, but from the little time Matthew had known Morgan, he knew that, aside from tactics, she was completely and hopelessly lacking in the common sense department. So seeing her actually making even a bit of sense was honesty surprising to say the least.
Lissa, who had heard the entire conversation, decided to jump into the fray and give her opinion. "I don't mind if you guys get married right away! Like Morgan said, you don't know when your time is coming, so it would be best to have it as quickly as possible! Besides, I've dreamed of the day when I could attend my big sister's wedding!"
"Lissa's right." Stahl joined in. "A wedding s is a big deal. You've already proposed, so I don't see what you are waiting for."
"Yea! The Vaike is tired of seeing ya go back to your tent alone!"
"Get off your lazy arse and start planning you fool!"
"Minerva would be quite disappointed if she was wedded and you were not, Matthew."
"Gregor thinks tactician should get with the wedding and the kissing, eh?"
"'Tis would be an honor to attend your wedding, Sir Matthew. An honor and a pleasure."
"I also think you should hurry, Matthew… What? I've been walking next to you the whole time…"
Shepherd after Shepherd joined in on the conversation. Everyone gave their thoughts and approval of the tactician and former Exalt's wedding. Matthew let out a long sigh before looking to Chrom who now walked next to him. "Chrom, do I have your approval?"
Chrom raised an eyebrow in a way of asking 'do you even have to ask'. "If that's what Emmeryn wants, then of course you have my blessings, brother." Matthew smiled and looked to his wife who looked to the ground sheepishly.
"Well, Emm. What do you think?" Everyone looked to the flushed former Exalt who continued to look to the ground while twiddling her fingers.
"I-I would like one if…you want one, Matt."
2 hours later the Shepherds arrived at a small town North of Chon'sin. Say'ri thankfully knew the town's folk and was able to get the people's help in providing supplies for the Shepherds. Much to Matthew's luck, the town's people were kind enough to set up a wedding for him and his wife with the help of the Shepherds. It wasn't going to be anything big. In fact, it would almost be an exact replica of Gaius and Lissa's wedding atop the Mila Tree; the only difference being the town's folk that would attend.
7 hours after being in the town the sun had begun to slowly descend from the sky. It was about 5 PM and the tactician paced back and forward in a small shop where he currently waited with his black suit and red tie on (which the town's folk gladly sold to him at a decent price). "What are ya pacin' back n forward for, Matthew?"
"Honestly, I'm a little nervous, Donnel." Matthew confessed to the farm boy who wore a similar suit to his, only difference being the pot on his head. Honestly, was he ever going to take that thing off?
"Whatcha nervous for? Are ya nervous she'll say no er' somethin?"
"Oh, Gods no!" Matthew yelped. "I'm more nervous about Emm. What if she is having second thoughts about this?"
"What does tactician have worry about?" Gregor spoke up from the corner of the room with Lon'qu and Stahl. "All tactician has to do is kiss beautiful woman and get with the making of the love after hours!"
"Your mouth is unsanitary, Gregor." Lon'qu commented coldly.
"What? Gregor speaks only truth!"
Matthew let out an annoyed sigh. His groomsmen were not making his worries go away at all. "Guys, I'm serious here." He scoffed.
"I don't understand why you are nervous." Lon'qu spoke in his usual monotone voice while leaning against the wall. "If you have decided that this is the woman that you wish to spend the rest of your life with, then there is no need for doubts. If you have a problem while on the road, then comfort each other. Otherwise, come to one of your companions. That's what we are here for, are we not?"
Everyone in the room took a minute to stare at the swordsman in astonishment. 2 years ago they wouldn't have gotten so much as a paragraph out of the man. Hearing him give soothing words of advice was like hearing an infant speak for the first time. Matthew found a new source of power and was able to calm his distraught mind.
"Your right." Said Matthew with a smile. "Thanks, Lon'qu. I needed that."
The group was alerted when the doors to the shop shot open and Matthew's newly discovered daughter walked. "Here you guys are!" Morgan bellowed. "We need you guys out there right now! We are ready to start the wedding!"
Matthew nodded and replied, "Alright Morgan. We'll be right there."
"Great!" Morgan smiled. "Then I'll be waiting at the first row!" The young blonde didn't say anther word as she bolted from the room and into the sunlight. Stahl came up behind his friend and put a soothing hand on his shoulder.
"You ready to find out what it's like to start your own family?" He asked and was replied with a soft smile.
"Let's do this."
…
Matthew looked around to the soldiers and town's people who attended the wedding. In respect for the wedding, the town's people dressed themselves in a weird one-piece robe that either had one color, or many. Matthew pointed out that this must have been a Chon'sin tradition since Say'ri seemed to be wearing a sky blue one of her own; seated in the second row of the many chairs of the 15 rows. The rows sat almost everyone, and the ones who were not fortunate to find a seat stood in the far back.
Matthew looked past the crowd of people and to the many food stands in the distance that seemed to be currently releasing steam. He didn't know what they were making, but the sweet smell was making his inner being drool. If he didn't control himself, then his legs would have led him to one of the mesmerizing food stands and… Wait, is that…bacon? The tactician could no longer keep his mouth shut and it awkwardly hung agape while he stared in the distance. He was brought back to reality from the sound of laughing from the Shepherds who noticed his drooling state.
"Keep your mouth closed." Matthew heard Tharja growl from his left. Unlike her usual dark getup, she wore a short white dress with red outlining and long white gloves. From the sour expression on her face he could tell that she wasn't enjoying the dress at all. Next to her was Lissa, Nowi and Sumia who wore the same thing and happily exchanged conversation between each other, while Tharja stood with a hand on her hip and an even more terrifying scold than her others. How Emmeryn got her in that dress and even had her agree to be her maid of honor, no one in the world would ever know.
"You don't look very happy, Tharja." Matthew remarked.
"You think?" She replied coldly. "I'm dressed in this eyesore of a dress, and I've been standing here for what seems like hours. If Emmeryn didn't beg me to be her maid of honor, then I would be as far away from this wedding as possible."
"Well, since you are here, let me take this opportunity to thank you for being here for Emmeryn. You may not know this, but Emmeryn talks a lot about you when we are alone."
"Oh, really…" Tharja mumbled nonchalantly.
Matthew nodded. "I can see that because of her, you really changed. For one, people aren't as afraid of you as they use to be, and you seem to have a lighter attitude of late."
"No one has given me a reason to curse them, so their fear of me has just been subsided… And to make things perfectly clear, I am here only support my-" Tharja paused for a minute as she tried to choke out the rest of the sentence. "f-f-frie-friend… Nothing else."
Matthew would have replied to the dark mage, but a sweat violin and piano began playing in his ear and he looked away from her and down the white carpet going down the aisles. Morgan, the flower girl, happily dropped beautiful white and red rose petals while skipping gleefully down the aisle. Everyone gasped when Emmeryn walked down the aisle with her arm wrapped around her brothers. The beautiful white wedding dress she wore made the tactician forget to exhale from his gasp. The banquet of white daffodils with pink centers in her hand were also placed around her head instead of a veil. She still likes daffodils. Matthew pointed out with a smile creeping on his face. The tactician could tell his wife was nervous from the way she stared at the ground with a light blush on her cheeks. When the siblings finally made it to the front where the tactician stood, the blue head unwrapped his arms from his sister and took his seat next to Naomi. Matthew could not hide his smile from his absolutely stunning wife and he kept his eyes on her flushed face. Soon enough, Matthew turned around to Libra, who stood in front of them in his normal priest garb. Before he spoke, Matthew mumbled quietly to his wife.
"You look absolutely beautiful." Emmeryn's face lit up from her husband's words and she tried to reply.
"Y-You look…handsome too."
Libra saw that the two were ready and opened his Book and Naga to begin. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today on this beautiful evening to witness and bless the joining of Emmeryn and Matthew in Holy Matrimony. Who so gives this woman to be married to this man?"
Chrom stood up and gladly said, "She gives herself, with the blessing of both her brother and sister." Libra nodded and the Exalt sat back down.
"As Matthew and Emmeryn exchange their vows today, we are privileged to witness the joyous love of a new family. A family that will be nourished and nurtured through the devotion of two separate individuals growing together through the common bond of love. May this couple be blessed by the hands of Naga with everlasting love, comfort, peace and joy throughout their lives. Should anyone believe that these two should not be wed, then speak now, or forever hold your peace." No one seemed to make any motion to object, so Libra motioned his head back to Matthew and Emmeryn. "Matthew and Emmeryn have asked to exchange a few words to commemorate this moment, along with their vows." The tactician gladly turned to his wife who nervously turned to him. Matthew gazed into her watery grey eyes as the words he wanted to say came out fluently.
"Emm, I've al-"
"Uh, Matt?" Emmeryn interrupted the tactician. "Do you mind if…I go first?" Matthew blinked a few times before slowly nodding. Emmeryn lowered her head and let out a sigh before speaking. "When I woke up, I knew nothing… I couldn't remember anyone and…could barely speak. I felt alone and scared. I didn't know what to do or…how I would move on, but, I never gave up. I kept living and strived to get better. When I met you, I felt a joy in my heart even though…I couldn't really remember the times we spent together… I still can't remember, but…you never gave up on me. You were so patient and kind… It made me want to try harder to remember, that's why…when you said t-that you l-loved me…" Emmeryn wiped stray tears away from her cheeks with her white gloves and looked up to her husband with a wavering smile. "I-I was so h-happy! I-I don't know if I…will ever get my memories back…but my lost memories aren't that important if you…are by my side. I-I vow to always love and cherish you…for the rest of my days."
Everyone shared a furlong 'awe' as the former Exalt's speech came to an end. Matthew could hear sniffle from people in the crowd, but he couldn't take his eyes off of the woman in front of him. He wiped away a tear that escaped his eyes before chortling. "Wow. I think that my vows will sound like a 5 year old compared to yours, Emm." His joke earned him a laugh from the crowd and his wife. "But in all seriousness, I've always had feelings for no one but you. I was once in the same position as you in terms of losing memories. I had Chrom and Lissa there with me, but there was something I always felt that I was missing. When I met you, I finally found what I was missing. I got to know you better and we soon became friends. When we finally got together, I felt true happiness. When I lost you, I felt like I lost my happiness with it. I'm beyond joy that you have come back and I vow to protect you with every last strength in my body, and to love you until I meet my end."
The crowd shared a round of applause when the tactician finished his speech; Emmeryn nor Matthew taking their gaze off of each other. When the crowd finally died down, Libra spoke, "Such love these too share for each other. It truly brings warmth to our hearts to see your happiness. Now, which one of you bares the rings?"
Lon'qu, Matthew's best man, stepped forward, "I do." He reached into his coat's front pocket and pulled out two gold bands. Unlike Emmeryn's ring before, Matthew slyly got the weapons smith from the town to modify it with words written in cursive outside the ring that read "I love you Emm". Matthew took the rings from his best man and reached to Emmeryn's left gloved hand. Luckily, the ring finger of the glove was cut off and he could slide the ring on without taking off her gloves. He slid the ring onto her finger and smiled. "Emm, with this ring I vow to never leave you and to always stay by your side, forever." If Emmeryn's beaming smile could get any wider, then it would.
Matthew handed her his ring and Emmeryn turned around to hand Tharja her banquet. Matthew lifted his hand and Emmeryn slowly slid the ring onto her husband's finger. "With this ring, I promise to love no other… You are my one and only…forever." Once both rings were on they held each other's hands which signaled for Libra to carry on.
"Matthew, do you take Emmeryn to be your wife, your partner in life and one true love? Will you cherish her friendship and love her today, tomorrow and forever through sickness and health for as long as you two shall live?"
"I do."
"Emmeryn, do you take Matthew to be your husband, your partner in life and one true love? Will you cherish his friendship and love him today, tomorrow and forever through sickness and health for as long as you two shall live?"
Emmeryn wiped away another tear before replying. "I do!"
Libra smiled at the couple as he looked to close this ceremony. "Then with Naga's blessing, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Libra didn't actually get to finish since Emmeryn leaped forward and embraced her lips again her husbands. The crowd went wild and echoed with a round of applause and whistles. The couple were now official and was ready to start their new life together.
Matthew closed the door behind him after his wife walked into the moonlit room. After hours of music, dancing, games and eating with his wife and the Shepherds, the tactician found that it was time to retire to their rooms. Through the two years he could remember, he couldn't remember a time when he had had this much fun. From Vaike over drinking and vomiting, much to everyone's amusement, to Nowi tackling Cordelia for the banquet of flowers, all was enjoyable till the end. If the army didn't have to continue their march tomorrow, then they would have definitely stayed up an extra hour or two, but the war came first after all.
Matthew insisted that he and Emmeryn stayed in tents like everyone else, but Lissa and Chrom basically forced him into an inn with him new wife. He wasn't complaining really. This gave him the alone time with his wife that he truly wanted, but it wouldn't last long since the night was barely young and they needed sleep for tomorrow. The tactician looked to his wife who immediately laid down on the bed the second she walked in. "I'm tired." She muttered.
"I'm sure you are, Emm. You did more than I did." Matthew laughed.
Emmeryn smiled and rolled over till she was facing the wall to her left. "I was having…a lot of fun."
"Indeed… Well, it's time to go to bed now. We have to wake up tomorrow to continue the march."
Emmeryn cringed at the thought of sleeping. There was still one more thing she wanted to do before they slept, but her chagrin was keeping her from speaking up. "O-Okay."
Matthew looked to his wife curled up in their bed and giggled. "Hopefully you aren't wearing that to bed, right?" Emmeryn's eyes widened and she shot up immediately in embarrassment.
"I-I'm not!" She exclaimed.
Matthew looked to the table in the far corner of the room and saw his purple cloak along with his black Chon'sin armor and Emmeryn's green robes and night gown. "Some of the Shepherds must have brought our cloths here for us. I'll step out so you can change first." Matthew calmly walked over to the door and opened it.
"W-Wait!" Emmeryn called out to her husband who turned around with raised brows.
"Do you need something, Emm?" Emmeryn tried to speak, but the little courage she had was used up in a matter of seconds. Matthew could tell from her eyes that she was longing for something, and he most likely knew exactly what it was, but he could not bring himself to do so just yet.
She dropped her head and grimaced. "Nevermind…" Matthew seemed confused, but didn't think much about it and closed the door behind him. Emmeryn sighed heavily and stood from her seat on the bed. She walked over to the cloths on the table and grabbed her night gown. She reached back to unzip the white dress, but found it quite difficult to pull down. She tried multiply times, furiously pulling the zipper downward, but it did not budge even an inch. Why now? She asked herself with a heavy sigh. She was obviously not getting out of the dress without unzipping the zipper. Sure, she could have just tried to slide it down, but that would risk tearing the fabric, and that's the last thing she wanted to do to a dress that she didn't own. Emmeryn had no other choice. She needed help. The blonde hesitantly tread over to the door where her husband stood patiently outside. She cracked the door open and saw Matthew's back. "Uh…Matt?"
The tactician immediately turned around and looked to his wife's face through the crack of the door. "Done already?" Emmeryn shook her head and looked down to the ground.
"The zipper…is stuck." Her cheeks flared red as she asked the next question. "Do you think…you can help me take it off?" Matthew stood motionless for a full minute. He anxiously looked away with a light blush.
"S-Sure." The tactician walked back into the room and closed the door behind him. Emmeryn sheepishly turned around and moved her hair away from the zipper to her back. Matthew gulped and reached to the zipper. "Hold still, okay?" Emmeryn nodded and the tactician gripped the zipper in his fingers. With three pulls the zipper surrendered and slid all the way down to the base of her back. "A-All done!" Matthew confirmed and backed away from his wife. Oddly enough, she didn't look back at him. She just stood still with her back turned to him. Matthew awkwardly rubbed the back of his head and turned to the door. "I-I'll wait outside now." The tactician took two steps before his wife almost tackled him to the ground. She wrapped her hands around his chest and didn't mumble a word. "E-Emm?"
"T-There's one more thing that…I want to share with you tonight." Matthew felt butterflies in his stomach the second the words left him wife's mouth. He truly knew what that meant, but could he really go through with it? Was it right? Should he wait until she was fully healed? "I want to do my best to be a good wife."
"You are already a good wife." Matthew reassured while reaching up to her hand.
"T-Thank you…but I want to make this night…one to always remember." Emmeryn released her husband and held a hand to her chest to keep the wedding dress up. Matthew turned around to look at her blushing face. "I-I've told you how much…I love you… Now I want to show it."
Matthew stared at his wife for a good 20 seconds before replying. "Are you sure about this, Emm?" Emmeryn nervously nodded and a warm smile appeared on the tactician's face. "Then I want to show you how much I love you too." Matthew slowly guided his wife over to the bed. Emmeryn turned to her husband and they both gazed at one another before they embraced each other with their lips. The hand Emmeryn used to keep her dress up slid down and the dress fell helplessly to the floor.
Her nervousness was replaced with a warm feeling as they both slid into the bed.
"Mmmmm" Matthew looked down to his shoulder and at his grumbling wife. The night they shared together was truly a night he would never forget. It would be a night only they would have memories of and could look back on. The woman in his arms was actually the one he would now spend the rest of his life with and he had no complaints at all. No one would take this away from him. Not Yen'fay, not Walhart, not Validar, not even Grima himself could take away his happiness. Emmeryn had his heart for all of eternity.
Five more minutes wouldn't hurt. Matthew mumbled as he laid back down and inched closer to his sleeping wife.
Uwaaaaah! *Stretches over dramatically* Wow, If I was old enough to sit back and drink some Bud Light after writing this story, then I definitely would. But sadly in America, you can't drink until you are 21 (And, frankly, I can see why…). I know this was supposed to be out yesterday, but, like always, life happened. Anyways, I now can officially say that we are halfway through the story! Thanks to everyone who has given this story a chance and is still sticking around! I'm trying my best, but I don't think I will have more than one chapter a week, so sorry if I disappoint in the update department(I'm only human as Christina Perri would say). This story is not the only thing I am working on. There is an alternate story I'm doing, which I've already told you, and I'm looking to finish the first ten chapters of that before I upload it, but it will be one of those stories that will come out once a month or less depending on my free time.
Halloween is almost here and so is my birthday in 9 days! I'm really looking forward to those days and since it's my birthday, it's technically my avatars birthday as well! So I just might celebrate it…..MIGHT!
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