forever yet,” he continued, and I saw tears in his blue eyes now — blue eyes that were brighter than I’d ever seen them before. “But I was lying then. Even that night, I knew it was you, Ava. It sounds corny and ridiculous, but I just…there you were.”
He paused for a moment before going on with his speech .
“I am so completely taken by you,” he whispered, his voice quivering slightly. “A-and I want to be completely taken with you for every day for the rest of my life — ” His voice cut off then and I threw my arms around his neck, squeezing him tightly.
“Yes!” I cried. “Yes, the answer is yes! I want to marry you becau se you’re my forever, too and I’ve known that just as long as you have!” I pulled away and kissed him, long and hard.
“Infinity plus one,” he whispered, smiling crookedly.
“Yeah,” I whispered back. “Infinity plus one.”
When I got back to the apartment that night, I wordlessly stuck my hand i n Cassie’s face, causing a major flip-out moment . We both started jumping up and down, screaming and crying and laughing.
“I’m going to be the maid of honor, right?” she said, through all this commotion.
“Of course!” I laughed.
When I told my mother over the phone the next afternoon, she didn’t take the news quite as well as Cassie had. She was a little reproachful, to my extreme surprise . I tried to ignore her reaction and told myself that m aybe she was just convinced that I was making a huge mistake by totally and completely giving my heart to someone.
“Not all love stories end badly,” I tried to tell her. “I know you’ve lost fait h in ‘forever’ , but Mom, you have to admit that even though you lost Dad, when you were with him, it was the best time of your life.”
She was quiet for a moment after I’d said this.
“Well, as long there’s love there,” was her trite reply finally . “And Ava?”
“Yeah, Mom?”
“He’d better take care of you,” she told me. “He better make it wo rth it. E very day of your life better be full of happiness. I mean that.”
5 .
We didn’t set a date for our wedding . I wanted to graduate from college before starting a new life, and Tyson wante d to focus on his music career after signing with a new recording company.
Our three -year anniversary came at such a euphoric time in our lives. Tyson was playing with his band at major public places and events so often and they were really getting their music out there. As for me, I wo uld be graduating college with the highest possible honors in my major of business marketing and I was already getting several job offers from some of the biggest ad vertising firms in the region. Things were going so amazing for us, in fact, that we finally began to plan to get married two months after I’d graduated.
However, in early April of that year, just a mere semester before I was to graduate, something very strange happened. Tyson and I were sitting in the hammock in his room when he said something that made my heart nearly stop.
“What if I didn’t make it to your graduation, baby?”
“What?” I replied, surprised by the question. “Why wouldn’t you make it?”
“I dunno,” he said quietly. “It’s just that…Ava, what if one day, you woke up and I just wasn’t there anymore?”
“Tyson, I don’t understand where you’re headed with this,” I told him, frowning.
“I’ve