Being Watched

Epilogue

Being Watched

Epilogue

 I look at my reflection in the mirror and smile. I run my fingers over my dress. I never thought this day would come. I’ve been dreaming of this day for years!

It isn’t exactly the way I thought it would be after all those years but I think it’s just as good. Nothing can ruin my mood today. Today is a huge day for me.

“Stop staring at the mirror and let’s go! Everyone’s waiting for you!” Emma yells at me but the excited smile never leaves her face.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” I tell her as I take one final look in the mirror to make sure that I’m ready then I follow her out of the room.

I walk slowly so that I don’t trip and break something. Today is not the day to be clumsy.

“The limo is waiting!” I hear Janna call from downstairs. I chuckle and shake my head at their enthusiasm even though I’m just as enthusiastic as them. Today is the start of a new phase in my life.

When I get to the bottom of the stairs, I see my prom date’s blond hair. I swallow and take another step. He notices my presence and immediately turns around to face me.

He freezes and I do the same.

We both just stare at each other.

He is looking more than handsome in his suit and I can’t stop my thoughts from drifting to the years we have spent together.

I remember like it was yesterday the day that George walked into my room at the age of thirteen when I saw Jeremy for the first time.
I remember how I felt when my parents told me that we were moving to where Jeremy lives and I’ll be going to his same school.
I remember the secretary telling me that I was in the same section as him.
I remember meeting Jeremy in person for the first time.
I remember going with him to the church meeting for the first time.
I remember kissing him for the first time.
I remember telling him about the camera and his reaction to that piece of information.
I remember the sleepover and the second kiss.
I remember first day back to school after Christmas vacation.
I remember becoming his girlfriend.
I remember talking to George about the spying thing.
I remember every single incident, detail, and conversation.

Jeremy and I had a lot of fights over the years but that doesn’t mean that our relationship ended. On the contrary, it got stronger.

I have always believed that fighting is necessary in a relationship because making mistakes and fighting shows that we’re human and that our relationship is real.

It also sometimes makes us think about the possibility of losing the other person and we notice how much we don’t want it to happen so it strengthens our love for each other.

My mom’s squeals snap me out of my thoughts. “Pictures!” She yells, holding the camera.

“Calm down!” I hear my dad telling her and I roll my eyes at them.

Jeremy smiles, already used to my parents now.

“You look beautiful,” he tells me as my parents argue about God knows what.

“Couldn’t you come up with something more original? That was such a cliché thing to say right now,” I reply and he laughs.

“Even after all those years you still surprise me,” he says, shaking his head at me.