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Chapter Thirteen

Later On

My arm was linked with Tommie's, and we were walking through the pretty garden at Hilden House. Everyone else was already in the house, ready for the reception. We had just had some photographs done and we had both decided to take the longer way back to the house. As we walked, I felt the train of my lacey dress trail behind me.
"You look gorgeous, Mrs. Andrews." Tommie teased me. A warm flush spread up my cheeks.
"Just as I could say you look quite handsome, Mr. Andrews." I laughed. Tommie un-linked his arm and took my hand instead. With my other hand, I was holding a bouquet of white roses.

The house began to rise up in front of us, and I could hear the lively music playing inside. I intertwined my fingers with his. "Come on." I said to him.

Seems there were more people invited than I remembered. My mother delighted in showing off her newly-wedded daughter, and made sure EVERYONE knew that she was my mother. I haven't a clue why though, because I am hardly as accomplished and important as Milne. Milne enjoyed making sure he danced with me about five times at least. And Henry. He didn't seem like he was in a particularly good mood, nor did he make it apparent that he was jealous of Tommie.

"I hope you know I still love you, Nellie. But I guess it's to late now." Henry ran his finger down my cheek.
"I know that."
I brushed his hand away as politely as possible when I saw Tommie approaching. Henry turned around as Tommie reached us.
"Congratulations, Thomas. You've got yourself a good wife. Take care of her. If not for you, for me, please." Henry murmured. Tears stung my eyes. Tommie smiled politely.
"You needn't worry about that Henry. I will." Tommie assured him. Henry nodded.
"Tell your uncle I said hello for me please Thomas." Henry requested, before walking away in a daze. "Tommie, do you think that Henry will be happy now?" I whispered guiltily. Either way, I suppose, I would have hurt one of them. The one I did hurt though just so happened to be Henry. I do hope that he really will still be happy now. "I'm sure he'll find someone," Tommie replied. "Anyway, we're expected now to dance together. Madam?" Tommie put on a French accent and bowed to me theatrically. It was really quite funny. I took his hand eagerly and pulled him to the floor.

The music was slow, and romantic. We weren't overly intimate, because of the audience we had, but we were closer than your average well-acquainted couple. As the music progressed, I didn't believe it, but Tommie pulled me ever so close. Gradually, other couples began to join us. Milne and Elise, Tommie's parents, my uncle and Mother, Tommie's Uncle William and Aunt Margaret Pirrie. When we had disappeared from an individuals' view, Tommie wrapped his arms around my waist, as I did his neck. We shared a few brief, yet passionate, kisses, before remembering others that were surrounding. Oh, why does there always have to be someone?

As soon as the song concluded, I hurried off to dress. For our honeymoon. Somewhere.