I should've listened to my mother. She spotted Ethan's dark heart long before I ever did. Every time they were in the same room, she would purposely move to the opposite side, to get as far away from him as she possibly could.
So of course when I showed her my engagement ring, she didn't smile. She didn't even acknowledge it, actually. There I stood, with my freshly manicured fingertips outstretched, waiting for her to ooo and ahh. But she didn't. Instead, she turned to the sink and continued to wash the dinner dishes.
That’s why, on the morning of my wedding day when I realized I hadn't heard from Ethan in over 24 hours, I didn’t tell my mother. In fact, I didn’t tell anyone. I didn't worry about it at first, until I called the jeweler to make sure that Ethan had picked up my re-sized engagement ring. (I had lost almost twenty pounds unintentionally over the past few months, so my ring kept sliding off.) But instead of telling me that Ethan had in fact picked up the ring, the jeweler said that he had just spoken to Ethan, and that Ethan said he would be away for at least another two weeks because we had decided to elope.
But how could we possibly have eloped when I was still here in Blue?
“Have you gained weight?” Ethan asked me as I pulled on my skinny jeans. “I don’t think so,” I said, turning to the full-length mirror. “Does it look like it?” My stomach looked as flat as it had ever been. “Yeah, a little,” Ethan said as he looked back at his phone. “You may wanna slow down on the candy or whatever you eat at night when I’m not here.” My stomach sank. Although he was the most handsome man I had ever seen in my life, he was also sometimes the meanest. The jeans I was wearing were the same jeans I wore on our first date two years ago, so I knew I hadn’t gained weight. He was just being mean. “Are your mom and dad still coming in for our rehearsal dinner?” Ethan smiled as he looked at his phone but didn’t answer me. “Ethan?” I said again. “Are you even listening to me?” Ethan sighed. “What did you say? Oh, yeah, they’re supposed to be here around six.” I looked at the time on my phone. “I better start getting everything packed up for the church then. Can you help me bring stuff over there?” “Yeah I guess,” Ethan said as he put his phone in his pocket. “But I’m meeting up with the guys later for my bachelor party.” “So you’re not coming to the rehearsal? You’re the groom!” I fumed. “My dad said he’d stand in for me. Don’t worry!” Ethan said as he kissed me. “It’ll be fine. I’ll be glad when this wedding is over so we can get on with our lives. I don’t like this side of you.” “What side of me?” I asked. “The stressed side,” Ethan said as he kissed me again. “I’ll call you later.” As Ethan closed the door behind him, I couldn’t help but to think that something was up. Why wouldn’t he want to be at our rehearsal dinner? But instead of stressing out even more, I started packing up the decorations for the church.
I could hear the whispers as I stood at the altar for our rehearsal. “Where’s her boo?” one of Ethan’s cousins whispered. “He should be here!” “Ethan had an unexpected meeting,” I said before anyone else could question where he was. “Besides, he doesn’t need to be here anyway, his part is very small in all of this. All he has to do is stand with Pastor Jacob. The rest of us have to figure out how to get down the aisle without looking like a bunch of clowns. Now, I just need all of my bridesmaids to stand with their groomsmen. And my flower girl and ring bearer should be next.” As the wedding party begin to shift places and stand in their assigned spots, I felt a little more at ease. I had always known I would have a large wedding party, but I never dreamed I would have fifteen bridesmaids and fifteen groomsmen. I tried to focus less on the things that could go wrong and more on the beautiful photos we would end up with. Pastor Jacob entered the sanctuary and walked right over to me. “Where is your fiance?” he whispered. “He had...um...a meeting…”I said. I hated lying to a Pastor in his own church. “He really should be here, Genesis,” Pastor Jacob said. “Is everything okay? You didn’t have a fight or anything, did you?” “No!” I said. “Everything is fine! He’ll be here bright and early tomorrow for our ceremony” I said with a smile. Even though my stomach continued to churn as I stood at the altar.