She heard the indifference in his voice. Her heart went cold as he pronounced them strangers. She had expected a happily ever after – just like the women in the romance novels she devoured. Tears wet her face as she walked away from him. She was heartbroken. She was a mess. Taking a break on the park bench, she felt someone push a clean tissue into her hand. Before a thank you could be said, the kind old lady gave her a reminder.
“My child, you will find your happily ever after. And when you do, it’ll be with the right person.”
And then the wise woman disappeared into the sunshine, leaving a glimmer of hope as she left.