Chapter 1. Now you see me, Now you don't.

       

[Mirabel].

        It took a long drive for me to arrive at my destination and once I did I felt at peace, although there was one thing that kept recurring on my mind, like who that person was, why did he run away and why was he looking at me with such sad eyes, however when our eyes me, that person smiled at me, he looked pretty shy too, what is wrong with me? You're engaged Mirabel.

I parked my car somewhere in the woods and walked down to my destination. Camping in the woods during the mild winter was something my family and I would always do during the winter but all that changed when my mother passed away, my sister and father lost their touch in just one day, gosh I wish I could turn back the hands of time, no more trips I guess. There was a cabin in the woods where we usually took shelter from the cold ice. That's where I'll be staying so I can have some alone time to think about it. After all, I'll be spending the rest of my life with one man in just a couple of days. I gathered some firewood to warm the house, it doesn't look much different from when I first saw it, and what was I expecting, afterall no one has cared for it in a while. It wasn't easy but I gathered all the things I would be needing for this trip. After eating I stood up and wandered around with my bag filled with my ice skates.

I could remember there was a river nearby and with a winter like this I bet it's frozen solid.

        If I remember correctly it's just around the corner. I ran around and at last I found it, the frozen little river, I sat down and put on my skates and finally started skating. I never realized how much time I spent there by just dragging my feet and when I finally remembered to head back I stopped skating but I was already in the middle of the river, I looked up to the sky and inhaled the cold breeze. Soon I'll be married and my singlehood will be over. I wonder how that feels. Whenever I try to ask my father about how a married life works, all he says doesn't make sense so I stopped asking, and now, am nervous.

Crack!

What was that! I could swear I heard a crack just now. Crack!! There it is again and I immediately look down but my fear was confirmed the ice was cracking "FUCK" I said in whisper as I began running for my life, was I that heavy, the ice was pretty strong when I checked it, and I've been on it for a while now. Could it be a coincidence that it broke? I ran and ran till I could hardly breathe. Am almost there, just a bit further and I'll be.....safe?!

I drown in the cold water and look up. Am surprised that it's still a bright day, I could still see the snowy sun. (Sigh) If only I wasn't going to die, then maybe, I would have done my best to decide on the thing I want.

       I woke up and wondered if I was still asleep or not because it was dark and I could hardly see anything, no lights, no lamps, nothing but then I heard footsteps and for a reason I had no idea that I was pretending to be asleep. When I tried peeping I saw two ladies walk in and with them were candles which they used to lighten up the room and in a minute the place was bright. I looked around for a while, adoring the ceiling and the walls which were painted in a beautiful peach and the bed made to perfection. I kept staring at the room that I never knew when I fell asleep again.

Gasp!!!

       I woke up when I felt a strong presence next to me, I turned to see who it was and behold a man who looked younger than Peter sat right next to me, he was seated and he bowed his head down and crossed his hand above his chest, his hair was long and appeared wet maybe he took a shower before coming in, wait then does that mean am at his place right now. His hair covered his face so I couldn't see who it was. But he looked classy and elegant with style and I have to admit I'm impressed. "You're awake." He said still maintaining his position.

      "Yes." I replied. I honestly thought he was asleep but turns out he's not.

       "Good, you were asleep all night, I began to worry." He said, all night, wait, that doesn't sound right. Then I remembered I'm meant to be heading back to the city today, I'm two days away from my wedding. I tried to stand but I couldn't, my legs didn't have the strength to, I reached for the drawer next to me to support myself and feel like a baby but before I could reach the floor I felt someone grab me. "Careful," he said to me. "Where are you going Miss?"

      "It's Mirabel." I completed it. I was about to stand on my feet again when I felt him back away slowly still maintaining our position. He whispered something.

        "..." 

       "What?" I asked, but he seemed to be elsewhere but whispered again.

       "He proposed." Oh, he's talking about Peter. I looked towards the direction he stared at, and found that he was looking at the ring on my finger. That's right, I still had my engagement ring on my finger. He sat me down and tucked me in, he smiled charmingly and continued. "So you're getting married."

      I nodded. "Yes."

        "What's he like?" He asked. I began to wonder where to start from. Especially to a stranger I just met, well who cares I don't mind if I share my story too.

I sat up and looked down at my ring. Am not sure what to say about him but I have to start somewhere. "Well he's kind and loves hiking. We've gone on many tours and traveled to places, he's really open and runs a company." I replied.

      He looks interested in my story, what do I call this man. A fan of romance maybe. "And where did you two meet?"

       "We grew up together and lived as neighbors before we finally moved out to our very own apartment and then bought a house, and now we're getting married, which is why I must leave." I answered, but he hardly said a word until.

         "Looks like you two are madly in love, you both did everything together, I wish you two good luck on your wedding, I would have let you go, except you can't even stand so have some rest, then leave as early as possible tomorrow, my family doesn't welcome visitors." He said. He seems like a very nice man, but then I feel like he didn't really mean anything he said, like everything was just sarcasm, maybe he wanted to keep me company? I have no idea where I am. Maybe he'll show me the way out, but from the sound of his voice he wouldn't want to see me by tomorrow.