Tessa kept her word; she told my mother she wanted to go to her parent's house to make some appointments for dress fittings. My mother wished her luck and told her to keep in touch; I drove her to the airport and walked her in. “I hope you get some closure and that the two of you can agree on
“Thank you for doing this. I can’t imagine how this makes you feel.” I comment.
“That’s just it, Ryan. You are dealing with the same feelings I am. I want to be with you, but you’re in love with someone else. You love her, but she wants to be with someone else. We are dealing with the same thing. I’m hoping for the best, but I know there’s a chance I will lose you for good this time. I just don’t want to be here if that happens. It hurt last time, and my goodness, your mother would not let me be.”
