I sat at a table on the beach side drinking water and watching the waves drain away the sand. The sight was incredibly peaceful and relaxing. I had not felt this tranquil in days, and it was all thanks to Laiden. Then again, I was in the mess, because of Laiden, but how could I blame it on him? It is not his fault he is utterly good looking and fun. Even throughout all this mess, he always made sure I was okay. He made me happy.
"That was my mom," Laiden said, walking back to the table.
"Oh," I just said. I did not feel like dabbing back into that mess.
"She says no one has called the wedding off, but she feels it's going to happen," He sat down next to me looking me right in the eyes.
"And then what happens?" I asked.
He shrugged his shoulders.
"That's what I thought," I rolled my
