A Love Story

One

Sayuri

"What's going on? Where's is he? Where's Hikaru?" I ask his best man. I look around looking for him. It's been more than an hour and he hasn't shown up to our own wedding. I'm standing at the alter waiting for him. Ken his best friend and best man is standing next to me. Nao walks towards me and puts her hand on my hands that hold the flower bouquet.

"Sayuri, it's ok. He's probably running late. You know probably got a stomach ache because of the nerves." She tries to reassure me. But I have a bad feeling. I know that's not true. Something else is going on.

"Ken?" He only looks at me and looks down again. "He won't be coming is he?" I ask but in reality, I already know the answer. He only shakes his head and doesn't meet my eyes.

I nod. I take a deep breath and walk down the aisle. "Everyone if I could have your attention," I shout getting everyone's eyes on me. "There will be no wedding, so everyone thank you for your time but you may leave." With that said I grab the bottom of my dress and walk towards the door. I don't want to see the petty in everyone's eyes. I can hear them talking asking what happen, but I keep on walking. I hear my name being shouted but I don't stop.

Tears fall from my eyes. The knot in my throat finally comes loose and a sob escapes my lips. Pain in my chest is the only thing I feel. I'm physically feeling how my heart is breaking. I'm feeling how every teardrop is like a piece of my heart that breaks off.

I don't know how but I end up in my apartment. A small note is placed under the door. I pick it up recognizing the handwriting on the envelope.

Sayuri, I'm sorry I did this to you. I should have come forward like a man and told you how I really felt.  It instead I took the easy way out and left you at the altar. I know you hate me right now and you have all the reasons to do so. I just couldn't get married. I don't love you like I thought I did...

I stop reading and drop to the floor. My heart just shattered even more. I can't breathe. The pain is too strong that makes it impossible to breathe. How in a matter of minutes everything can come so painful and black. How can one simple word "don't" can make everything more real and painful...

2 years later

I open my eyes and blink a few times after. The sun shines through the window as I wake up. I hear the alarm on my phone go off as I remove the covers. I don't even know why I have it, I always wake up before it goes off. I turn it off as I make my way to the bathroom.

After doing my morning routine, I change clothes. I take out a pair of skinny jeans and a black shirt. Putting those on I finish off with my snickers. I check my self in the mirror and just shrug it off. My hair is up on a bun so I'm ready to head to work.

The good thing about my small home is that it's just a studio on top of my shop. I love it. I don't have to drive or walk anywhere I just go downstairs and there it is.

As I go down I can hear the doorbell ring and see Nao walking in. She yawns as she closes the door. It's still early in the morning so not that many people are walking outside. "Good morning Nao," I say as I put on an apron and start the coffee machines. The room quickly starts to smell like coffee waking me up more. "Good morning. I'm so tired." She says as she tries to put on her apron.