It's a few years in the future.
Ivory is at my house with John, the guy she played guitar with in her past (present).
I meet them outside.
They're here to get something.
She sends him inside.
Me and her stand outside together, and she begins to talk.
She tells me that since we've broken up her and John have gotten close,
that they're in love with each other and though John doesn't want a relationship with her yet, she feels that they are still considered a couple and that they are both in deep love.
She tells me that she knew my life would be miserable without her, that she's sorry that things ended the way they did but that I'll find someone like she did someday.
I look her in the eyes, pull my hands from behind my back and show her the wedding ring that's on my finger.
Her face goes pale, and she begins to cry.
If only...
-Rafael
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