"So? What do you say Asha?" He asks brimming with hope.
"No, Rohan." I say clearly.
"But why? You love me right? I know." He holds my hand.
"I'm getting married tonight. Chetan is the right guy for me. Not you." I say pushing his hand away.
"For God's sake Asha. You know this Chetan guy since like what? Two months?" He looks away with disgust.
"You can react all you want. I'm marrying him. I've made a commitment and I intend to keep it. Also, you will not believe this, but I love Chetan. I do." I say and walk away covering my face with the bridal veil.
Rohan watched me leave. I did not know what he was thinking. It did not matter to me. Sure, I had loved him in the past. But he left me, because he did not want to be bound in a relationship. After two years he came back, asking me to marry him. On my wedding day.
He was too late.
This post has been written for Write Tribe's Wednesday Prompt - 7.