A decision made by a young girl that did not quite understand all that it would entail. A knowledge of better things ahead. A clarification that this would indeed be the best way. A young mind naive, simple did not grasp the enormity of such a decision.
Years later a more mature mind battles with the decision. how could it be so bad? Was it really as wrong as they said? It must be all right if everyone else is partaking. How could everyone be wrong? Confusion sets in.
It is a moment of truth. Does she stick with the decision or fly with the wind? Emotions run rampant through her mind as fragments of conversations haunt her. His hand moves to the bottom of her shirt as his lips tickle her neck. Voices that she has not heard in years dim the noises in the room. His breathing is no longer heard as he tugs on her shirt. She removes his hand from her stomach before running out the door. She leans against a wall and wills her beating heart to slow. Touching her swollen lips she turns to head home.
Time is slowly ticking away the seconds bringing to and end a joyous day. The guests have returned home. The remaining traces of cake and confetti are swept up among the lingers of laughter. The band is packing their instruments. In a room removed from the afternoon's activity her groom places a kiss on her neck. She smiles at him interlacing their newly decorated left hands. He brings their entwined hands to his lips slowly kissing each of her fingers. She smiles in contentment as she realizes a small sacrifice has reaped a great, fulfilling reward.
