I punched Owen lightly in shoulder whileughing. Casey walked overughing at us


    both.


    <i>“</i><i>So</i>, <i>how </i><i>long </i><i>you </i><i>take </i><i>to </i><i>put </i><i>a </i><i>bun </i><i>in </i><i>the </i><i>over</i><i>?</i>”


    I could feel all the color draining from my face! A baby! Casey and Owen busted out


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    “<i>Dude</i>! <i>You </i><i>should </i><i>see </i><i>your </i><i>face </i><i>right </i><i>now</i><i>!</i><i>” </i>


    I made a mental note to pay them both backter.


    Finally, it was time for the ceremony to begin. As the music started ying, the bridal party made their way down the aisle. Finally, the coordinator instructed everyone to rise as the bride was now entering.


    And there she was. As the beautiful music yed, I could feel all the emotions of the past three years rushing inside of me. From the moment I’d first seen her picture, to the


    moment I first heard her voice, to the moment I first bumped into her. I was in love with


    ra Rouleau. It was as if fate was always leading me to this moment.


    As she finally made her way to me, her father, Charles, shook my hand while asking me to please take care of his daughter. I smiled brightly the moment I lifted that veil; I


    knew my future with her would be filled with nothing but happiness.


    <i>ra’s </i>POV:


    Ethan and I were exhausted after the wedding! We couldn’t wait to get to our hotel suite. Our Flight was set to leave tomorrow afternoon so we could sleep in. After showering, I waited for my husband eagerly. Ethan had been every bit of the perfect gentleman these past three years; it was time repaid the favor.


    As he walked over to the bed, I could feel my nerves skyrocket. The anticipation was building over. Ethan looked at me, a tender loving smile on his face, he gently lifted up my chin.


    <i>“</i><i>Are </i><i>you </i><i>ready </i><i>Mrs. </i><i>Taylor</i><i>?</i><i>” </i>


    Smiling<i>. </i>


    <i>“</i><i>Yes</i>.”


    :


    ??))


    And then it happened, all the love I had been filling in my soul over the span of two lifetimes, I knew now it was preparing me for this moment. Ethan was like a gentle beast; he explored every part of my body making me fill all of the love he’d wanted to give. Afterwards, we drifted into a blissful slumber. My life entering it’s true form.


    **


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    <i>Ethan’s </i><b>POV</b><b>: </b>


    That night as ra slept in my arms, I had a dream.


    I dreamt that I knew ra in another life, only she wasn’t my wife. In fact, we weren’t even close, or so I thought. In my dream, ra died. I could myself crying and in pain as I mourned her. Then, one day a letter came.


    “<i>Dear </i><i>Ethan</i><i>, </i>


    <b><i>If </i></b><i>you’re </i><b><i>reading </i></b><b><i>this</i></b><b><i>, </i></b><b><i>then </i></b><b><i>that </i></b><b><i>means something has happened </i></b><i>to </i>me <i>at </i><b><i>the </i></b><i>hands </i><b>of </b><i>my </i><i>father </i><i>and </i><b><i>Husband</i></b>. <b><i>First</i></b><b><i>, </i></b><b>I </b><i>want </i><b>to </b><b>say </b>I’m <b><i>sorry</i></b><b><i>. </i></b><i>That </i><i>night</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>never </i>got a <i>chance </i>to <i>answer </i><b><i>your </i></b><b><i>question </i></b><b><i>when </i></b><b>you </b><b><i>asked </i></b><b><i>me </i></b><b><i>if </i></b><b><i>I </i></b><b><i>would </i></b><b><i>change </i></b>my mind if it meant saving <i>a </i><i>life</i>. I <b><i>want </i></b><b><i>you </i></b><b>to </b><i>know </i><b>my </b><b><i>answer </i></b>was <b><i>yes</i></b><b><i>. </i></b><b><i>Yes </i></b><b><i>I </i></b><b><i>could </i></b><b><i>have </i></b>changed <i>my </i><i>mind</i>. As I <i>write </i><b><i>this </i></b><b><i>letter </i></b><b>I </b><i>find </i><b><i>myself wondering </i></b><b><i>why I </i></b><b><i>didn’t </i></b>have the courage to just <i>yell </i><b><i>that </i></b><i>out </i><b>to </b><b>you </b>so <i>that </i><b>you </b><b><i>could </i></b><b><i>save </i></b>me<b><i>, </i></b><b>I’m </b><b>so </b><b><i>sorry</i></b><b><i>. </i></b><b><i>My </i></b><i>father </i>and <i>husband </i><i>want </i>to <i>use </i><b>my </b><b><i>research </i></b>to <b>get </b><b><i>rich</i></b><b>, </b><b><i>I </i></b>can’t allow that. Enclosed <i>is </i>a <i>USB </i><i>with </i><i>all </i>of my <b><i>research</i></b>. I <b><i>hope</i></b><b>…</b>no I <i>KNOW</i><b><i>, </i></b>you’ll do the <i>right </i>thing <i>by </i><i>it</i>. In a way, <b><i>this </i></b><i>will be </i><i>your </i><b>way </b>of saving <b>me</b><b>, </b>and should <i>we </i>meet again, <i>I </i>pray that time I get it <i>right</i><i>. </i>


    <b><i>Sincerely</i></b><b><i>, </i></b>


    <b><i>ra </i></b><b><i>Rouleau</i></b><b>. </b>


    <b>85 </b>


    After reading that letter, in my dream, I could feel myself praying that ra be given another chance at life so that I could finally save her. And then an angel came to me and told me my wish would be mymand, only I didn’t have to do it alone. I would have help; I could see the faces of every person the loved ra.


    Finally, she would get the happily ever after she deserved.


    THE END.


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