Chapter 3.18: Dear Diary, My Wedding
Dear Diary, I thought today would never get here, yet it came so quickly, it’s as if it’s all been a dream! Matthieu and I decided we would not only have an outdoor wedding, we would have it in the very spot of our first kiss.
I know that much of the time, he seems very serious, but I have found him to be a romantic at heart, kind of like me.
And the day could not have been any more beautiful! The sky was perfectly bright with big, fluffy clouds and the humidity was down just enough that my hair was staying where it should for once.
When I first stepped outside, I became dismayed because my dress appeared almost yellow. But after moving around, I realized it was an illusion the light played through the trees. On the beach, there wouldn’t be any trees, so almost as quickly as I’d begun worrying, I pushed the troublesome thoughts aside.
Taking a deep breath and studying everything around me, I wanted today to form a perfect memory in my mind, since this day would never come again. Every feeling, smell, sight… I wanted it imprinted on my brain so that when I thought about it, it would be as fresh and real to me as when it actually happened.
My family was here but they would be leaving for Storybrook tomorrow because Leonardo’s summer break was over. In fact, my dear father was waiting just at the end of this path that lead to the spot where Matt and I had shared our first kiss.
“Blue,” I heard a timid voice say and my heart leapt into my throat as I whirled around to face her.
“Ruby!” I exclaimed, scarcely able to catch my breath. “You’re here!” Before she could get a word in, I found words pouring out of my mouth as if I had no control at all. “Listen, if you’re here to start world war three, I’ve got enough going on!”
She hesitated, a sadness clouding her pretty dark eyes, her lower lip trembling. “I’m so ashamed.”
As tears rolled down her cheeks, I reached for her arm, touching it gently.
“I’ve been really horrible to you even after you apologized to me. I’m so sorry – can you ever forgive me?”
“Of course. Can you forgive me, too?” It was amazing to me how easily forgiveness came to me now. In the past, I might have held a grudge and even acted upon it. But now, all that mattered to me was that my sister was here for my wedding and we could have a relationship again.
She nodded. “I should have forgiven you right away but I was still so angry! You don’t know what it was like without you being there. All they did was talk about you and how they missed you. And when they found out where you were, I thought for sure, they would let you have it but instead, they seemed to admire you even more! I kept thinking if I’d been the one to run away, it wouldn’t have been the same. Instead, I was the dutiful daughter. I did everything right – took care of my little brother whenever they needed me to, graduated from high school with honors, attended university…. it felt like they didn’t even notice.”
“Ruby, what do you suppose they talk about to me? Ruby this and Ruby that,” I said with a tender smile. “They’re so proud of you. In fact, you’ve run circles around me as far as accomplishments go.”
Smiling wider, I said, “And I’m proud of you, too.”
“I’ve wasted so much time.”
“I have, too,” I admitted. “It did wonders for me – being here, I mean. But there wasn’t a moment when I didn’t miss you. I can’t think of a time when I didn’t want you to be my sister and best friend.”
As tears cascaded down both of our faces, we embraced and it was as if all of the animosity and grief between us melted away, never to return. My greatest wish had come true in that my sister was returned to me.
Feeling the lace of her dress against my bare arms, I noticed what she was wearing for the first time. “Oh! You know what? You’re dressed just like a maid of honor should be!”
She laughed and said, “I even had my hair tamed for the occasion.”
“Your hair is always beautiful.” Then a thought struck me. “How did you manage to get back here right before the ceremony?”
Blushing prettily, she said, “Don’t tell her that I told you, but a few days ago, Alice went to the mainland and called me. She said she got the number from Mom. Anyway, she straightened me out real proper, telling me how much I’d regret blowing off my own sister’s wedding.” Looking down at her feet, she added, “At first, it pissed me off that she would say such a thing to me when she didn’t really know me at all. So, I wasn’t going to come, to be honest. But her words haunted me. I kept wondering if … well, if I missed today, would we ever be able to patch things up? Deep down, I knew it would be a whole lot harder. To top things off, I’ve been so unhappy and I realized it was because I hadn’t let go of any of this.” She sighed as she dabbed at her eyes. “Alice really cares about you, ya’ know.”
Thank you, Alice!
Author’s Note: I’d like to say a special thank you to Bee (Poses by Bee) for making the wonderful wedding poses for me. I think her poses are outstanding and that she really did a spectacular job!