55~Hannah & Zachary

I woke up that morning with an overwhelming feeling to go to the courthouse to apply for a marriage license. Fully aware that I had a lot of time to do that, I kept ignoring the gnawing feeling and it still did not let me breathe. I abruptly left the house and filed for it that morning before heading to the salon. Luckily there was no line and it was successful.

I was examining the walls in the nearly completed salon a few days later when a mail came in. It was from the courthouse and I almost thought that the license had been approved so quickly which had never been. I ripped the package open and hurriedly skimmed through it.

"Jesus no!" I gasped. "No, no, no, no!" I said repeatedly as I paced back and forth without even knowing it.

"Something wrong ma'am?" I looked up and saw all eyes on me. I nodded. "Not at all. Carry on," I said and rushed off.

I had no idea how good I was running in heels until today. There was no taxi in sight and I wasn't sure I had the patience for an Uber