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Chanel ended the conversation with, “You’re absolutely right. Whatever you decide, I have your back. And again, congrats.”
That night, Chanel and Mateo were snuggled in their bed together, talking. Moments like this were what Chanel yearned and dreamed for. There were no more hospitals, facilities, physical therapy, or staff. It was an intimate setting inside their home. Chanel was all smiles, laughing and joking with him. And although he wasn’t a 100% himself yet, it still felt great.
“Let’s get married,” she blurted out.
“We are getting married,” he replied.
“No. I mean right now.”
“Now?”
“Yes.”
“But I assumed that you wanted to keep our original plans to get married in Hawaii with Pyro and Mecca by our sides, but this time on your nineteenth birthday.”
“I don’t want to wait, Mateo. I love you and I want to marry you now. We’ve waited long enough. I don’t need to get married in Hawaii. I almost lost you and I don’t want to lose you again. So, let’s just go down to the Justice of the Peace and do it—get married.”
He chuckled. “Damn.” He was flattered.
She stared at him, waiting for his reply. She genuinely wanted to become his wife, and he couldn’t tell her “no” again. She had already been through so much.
“Fuck it! Let’s do it. Let’s get married right now,” he said with certainty.
She smiled and hugged him. “I love you.”
“I love you too. And how about this . . . let’s have our honeymoon in Hawaii then,” he suggested.
She sweetly replied, “I want to keep everything between us, Mateo.”
Mateo lifted his eyebrow. “What you mean?”
“I mean no Pyro or Mecca; just us.”
Mateo could understand her wanting to keep things simple, but he was adamant that they would both regret it later if they didn’t have their best friends with them during the ceremony.
“If Pyro’s not there with me, then I’m not doing it, Chanel. He’s my brother, and Mecca is your best friend. What kind of friends would we be if we didn’t invite them to our wedding?”
She knew he was right. She sighed. “You’re right.”
“I know I’m right. And why wouldn’t you want them there in the first place?”
“It’s just that you and I have been through so much, that . . . it’s nothing important, Mateo. It’s just stress,” she explained.
“You sure you’re okay?”
“Yeah. I’m okay.”
***
Pyro wrapped his arms around Mecca and held her affectionately in the bubble bath. They were sipping on wine, eating strawberries, listening to R&B music, and having a romantic time together in the scented bathroom.
Mecca lifted her hand and smiled at her ring. It was truly beautiful.
“I love you, baby,” she said.
“And I love you too.”
“So, how many kids do you want me to give you?” she joked.
