As Rory Bradford, a twenty-four year old woman who had been previously known for her incredible problem solving skills, found herself making the biggest decision of her life, she discovered that she wasn't particularly good at solving her own proble...
The minute she started running, Rory regretted her choice in footwear.
Her four-inch stilettos would have been fine for their original purpose – carrying her down the short aisle and into the arms of the man of her dreams. Unfortunately, they were soon deemed unsuitable for running away on the gravel, as fast as she possibly could, into the arms of the woman of her dreams.
She hiked up the skirt of her white dress, throwing her veil, a family heirloom, off her face. Thankfully, with the veil attached to her hairdo so tightly it felt like it was ripping her scalp into two piece, it didn't fall off.
Eventually, Rory decided that running in stilettos was useless, so she unstrapped them and carried them in her hand while she ran, ignoring the pain that the small stones caused to her feet.
She hadn't even thought to leave her fiancé – almost husband – a note. She had heard that it provided closure for the person being left at the alter, but at that moment, the only thing she could think about was getting away.
Noah – her fiancé – probably hadn't even noticed her absence yet. In fact, it was possible that nobody had. She was certain that if they had noticed, they would have come looking for her already to try and talk to her down from what she was about to do. Sadly, they were not there to convince her to stay, so she had every reason to go.
She remembered all the doubt she had felt during the past months about this wedding. She surprised herself by not running away sooner. Of course, her doing this was only causing them all more pain and suffering, especially Noah, who had done absolutely nothing wrong. All he had done was love her unconditionally and endlessly. This was the worst possible thing, because she couldn't do the same.
Her mind flashed back to the excitement Noah had demonstrated all throughout their engagement. He had been counting down the days until they were legally wed. At the time, he didn't know that he was just counting down the days until his 'soulmate' broke his heart out of the blue.
For Rory, it was certainly not out of the blue. She had been struggling internally with everything for months. Of course, this wasn't exactly something you simply discussed with your fiancé.
Rory's suffering had been brought on by a woman named Sadie Copeland. She was magnificent, captivating, and, at that moment, leaning against the car in front of Rory, waiting for her.
When Rory saw her, hair blowing in the wind, right where she said she would be, she let out a deep breath. This was what she was giving it all up for – her future, her plans, her reputation– everything.
To some, the idea may have seemed terrifying. To Rory, it was downright exciting.
She remembered the words Sadie had spoken to her three days prior, the last things she had said to Rory before her wedding day.
It's not over until you say, 'I do'. Once I hear those words, I'll leave the wedding, I'll leave you alone. But, trust me, you won't be able to do it, Rory. You won't be able to say those two words knowing that I'm out here, right in this parking lot.
At the time, Rory had found it laughable. She had known Noah since they were in diapers, they had been dating for longer than she could count. If she would have wanted to end it, she would have ended it before she was about to walk down the aisle.
Yet, there she was. She overestimated her self-control when it came to the woman in front of her. She underestimated how much power each minute with Sadie was filled with.
"I knew you couldn't do it," Sadie said, grinning widely.
Rory shook her head, "I couldn't do it,"
Then, for the first time in her life, Rory Bradford kissed a woman.
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