His Wedding My Exit Chapter 12
My ride pulled up right then, and I opened the car door.
He asked, out of nowhere, “If I’d made them shut off the big screen in the living room that day, would things have turned out different?”
I thought about it for two seconds. “Maybe.”
At the very least, on that one day.
I wouldn’t have been humiliated like that.
He asked again, “What if your name had been on the save-the-date cards?”
I gave a faint smile. “Life doesn’t come with that many what-ifs.” He didn’t say anything more.
Before I got in, he whispered, “I’m sorry.” If he’d said those words a few years earlier.
I probably would have cried. But now it just felt so far away.
I nodded. “I know.” The car door shut.
This time, I didn’t look back. Later, I met Elliot Donahue. Before our first dinner, he asked ahead of time about my dietary restrictions. I told him I didn’t eat cilantro.
On our second dinner, he told the waiter as he ordered, without any prompting, “Please leave the cilantro out of every dish.”
Once, walking through a furniture store, he asked what kind of sofa I liked.
I said, “Fabric.”
He said, “I like leather.”
I laughed. “Then it’s probably best if we never buy a house together.”
He gave it serious thought for a moment. “If the living room’s big enough, couldn’t we just fit both?” I laughed all of a sudden.
I said, “Fabric.”
He said, “I like leather.”
I laughed. “Then it’s probably best if we never buy a house together.”
He gave it serious thought for a moment. “If the living room’s big enough, couldn’t we just fit both?” I laughed all of a sudden.
It turned out two people could like different things without either one having to change. We dated for over a year.
The day he proposed, he didn’t gather a crowd of friends to watch.
After we finished eating, he slid the ring box across to me. “Do you want to get married?”
I asked, “Who picked it out?”
“I did.”
“Did you ask anyone else what they thought?”
He considered it seriously for a moment. “Does the jewelry consultant count?”
I laughed and held out my hand. “Let’s get married.”