I had dreamt about this day since high school. Dressed in white, walking down the aisle towards Richard.
Yet, nothing about today resembled my dreams. My father was not around to walk me down the aisle nor was I able to walk. I had lost both in a car accident a year ago.
Richard deserved a better wife. After all, he was a successful tennis star.
Someone patted on my shoulder. I turned around on my wheelchair and faced Taylor, my elder brother.
“It is time, Lara. Richard asked me to give you this.” Taylor slipped a note into my hands.
Don’t keep me waiting, sweetheart.
I have waited a lifetime for you. Come to me.
Won’t you be my cheerleader forever?
I wiped the tears that had flowed out and allowed Taylor to lead me out of the room.
I couldn’t ever refuse to be Richard’s cheerleader.