Roommates
Chapter 52
Five Years Later
(Carson is 23, and graduated from university.)
II I stared at the dark hallway of the antique boutique, and walked further down.
I reached the back, as a woman in her late sixties stared up at me with grey, piercing eyes.
She had a black cape draping over her shoulders, and a pair of glasses that reached down to her nose.
I took a deep breath, and boldly began speaking.
"H-hi, I'm Carson. I'm not sure if you remember me, but-"
The old woman's lips curved into a grin, as she nodded, with her grey curls bouncing up and down.
"Carson, darling. You came here five years ago, am I correct?" she asked, raising her eyebrows.
I bit my lower lip, and nodded.
"Come, sweetheart. Sit down." she said, pointing to the purple cushion across from her.
"Now, you promised me you would come back when you found love. So, have you?" the fortune teller asked.
I bit the insides of my cheeks from smiling too widely.
"I have." I nodded.
The old fortune teller's eyes lit up, as she nodded, pleasingly. "Sweetie, what did I tell you? Give me the details."
I took in a deep breath, and heavily releasing it all out before starting.
"H-his name is Brett. We met five years ago, when I was a freshman in university."
I continued to tell her basically my love story, until I ran out of breath.
"And, we're getting married in a month." I finished.
The old woman's eyes widened, as they glistened with joy.
"Oh, darling! Congratulations!" she gushed, placing her bony, wrinkled hands on top of mine.
"Thank you." I smiled. "I came here to give you this."
I reached in my cream, leather purse, and snatched out a creamy pink envelope.
I proudly handed it to her, as she took it from my hands.
Her hands trembled as she held it.
"W-what is this?" she asked.
"A wedding invitation. You're invited." I explained. "Will you come?"
The old woman seemed hesitant, but she nodded.
"I would be honored to."
***
-1 month later.-
I smiled, as I rolled over on my bed, staring at Brett's soft, accentuated features in the morning sunlight.
I bent over, and pressed my lips against his warm cheek.
His eyes began to open, but I quickly clamped my hands over them.
As much as I wanted to see his beautiful, blue eyes, I couldn't.
"C-Carson? Is that you?" he asked, sounding tired.
"Yes, Brett. It's me." I playfully said.
"Why are your hands covering my eyes? I want to see you." he chuckled, trying to remove my hands.
That only caused me to tighten my grip.
"Brett, isn't it bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding?" I asked.
My question only caused Brett to laugh even harder.
"W-where did you get t-that from?" he choked out.
I blushed. "Everyone says that."
"Well, isn't it a bit cliche?" Brett asked.
"Well,-"
"Carson, get your hands off of my face so I can kiss you." Brett firmly said.
"Only if you promise to keep your eyes closed."
Brett sighed. "I promise."
I slowly removed my hands away from Brett's eyes.
"Okay, don't open your eyes." I instructed.
Brett nodded, as I leaned close to his face, and pressed my lips against his.
"Are you happy now?" I asked.
"Partially. I still didn't get to see your gorgeous face, yet."
My face flustered. "Shut it, Brett."
"It's true."
I smiled. "I should get going now, to get to my mom's house. I need to get ready."
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