One Last Chance by Therese Beharrie

Author:Therese Beharrie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-20T18:53:05+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

One Day, Five Years Ago

Sawyer wasn’t sure she’d come.

In all honesty, he was stuck on the fact that he invited her. It had just...happened. He’d been working late. After a final read-through, he’d emailed his supervisor, and clicked on his calendar. There, in red, was the reminder of his cousin’s wedding two weeks away. Without a second thought, he emailed Zoey an invitation.

It was something he would have done before, when they were still friends and their agreement was still in place. But they weren’t friends anymore. Weren’t lovers. He hadn’t heard from her in seven months. Yet he was conditioned to include her in his life. Which meant he actively had to condition himself out of it, too.

Unfortunately, that realisation hadn’t come before he sent her the invitation.

He hadn’t heard back from her, which he took as an answer. Still, he hoped. He waited outside the church, greeting his family, avoiding questions about Zoey when they inevitably came. His grandmother wasn’t as easy to dodge. He hadn’t seen her in a while. He’d pretended to be busy with his final year, with his internship, with anything else he could use as an excuse. He felt bad, but she’d ask him about Zoey, and what would he say?

So when he saw Grandma Carla now, he hid next to the church. Paced. When he saw his bride-to-be cousin drive into the church lot, he realised he couldn’t wait anymore. Uncertainty was replaced with resignation: Zoey wasn’t coming.

As he turned the corner of the church he saw her.

He couldn’t describe what it was like. This was the longest period of time they’d been apart since they met. It was worse now; he knew what it was like to be with her every day. To come home to her and enjoy her beauty and her light, her compassion and wit.

He knew how much he was missing out on.

She looked amazing. A dress in a shade of green that reminded him of the mint sweets his grandmother would sneak him when he was younger covered her curves. Her hair was in twists, long and flowing down her back. She’d tied some of it up. It highlighted her defined cheekbones, dusted with a light pink colour. It matched the pink of her lips; highlighted the dark liner she’d lined her eyes with.

He absently rubbed at the ache in his chest.

‘Hey,’ she said, when she saw him, relief all but pouring from her. ‘I thought you’d gone in. Or you weren’t here at all. And the second part made me doubt the first part, so I was just waiting. But your cousin’s here—’ She broke off with a shaky smile. ‘Sorry. Nervous.’

‘I, er—’ he cleared his throat ‘—I was waiting for you. Around the corner. I was hiding from Grandma Carla.’

‘Why?’

‘She would have asked about you. I didn’t want to lie.’

‘Oh.’ She shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Her gaze slipped past him. ‘We should go in. They’re waiting for us.’

He turned to see his cousin and uncle giving them a pointed look.

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