Andy's POV:

"God, everyone was so good!" Coralie groaned as she, Keenan, and I leafed through the resumes.

"Babe, you have to choose." I chuckled, leaning over and wrapping my arm over her shoulder.


They had finished callbacks and now had the difficult choice of deciding who would be in the company.

"I feel bad." She mumbled. "No one deserves to be cut."

"Someone has to be." I said, kissing her temple. "It's okay."

"Fine." She closed her eyes and pointed to one of the three photos in front of her. I leaned over and grabbed it.

"Jessica Ferris." I said and she smiled.

"Good." She nodded. "I like her."

"You like them all." Keenan chuckled.

"Fuck off." She groaned, falling farther into my side. I wrapped both of my arms around her now and breathed in her warm scent.


God- I loved everything about her. The way she looked, acted, smiled. She was absolutely perfect and all mine.


And soon to be my wife.

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Coralie's POV:

"Megan!" I exclaimed as she jumped into my arms. She had recently relocated to New York City where she was working as a fabulous tattoo artist but was here now to find a dress with me.

My wedding dress.

"I missed you so much, Cor!" She grinned.

"I missed you more!" I said, pulling back to look at her. "You look great, girl!"

"You too! How's the fiancé?" She asked, looping our arms together.

"He's..perfect." I smiled as we began walking down the sidewalk, feeling the Los Angeles sun beat down on our backs. "He just loves me so much and so unconditionally, I can't believe it's real sometimes. I feel like any moment, I'm going to wake up and find out it wasn't real. That I'm in some fantastic dream that can only be fake."

Megan smiled as she listened intently. "That's so great Coralie."

"I don't think I've ever been this happy in my life.." I shook my head as we walked inside the bridal store.

Dresses hung from every rack and I couldn't help but feel like I was on the moon.

Andy and I would be married in no time.

Notes

Sorry for the lack of updates!