“I love you,” she said, before she went to the church.
What could I do but let her go. She wanted a commitment, and I wasn’t ready. Not for what she wanted anyway. I had moved, a few times, to find love, but nothing compared to this. I guess I was a little scared too. We’d only met in person last week, but thanks to the internet we’ve been e-mailing and texting for a couple years. Love doesn’t work that way, does it?
“I hope you two find happiness this time,” I said, when she was out of ear shot, and drove off.