All Chapters of The Skies Cleared Before Our Wedding: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

When Tristan Lockhart walked out of the chapel, I was looking down, drying the rainwater from my hands.He paused mid-step, looking caught off guard. "When did you get here?"I lifted my head to meet his gaze. "Just arrived."Sunny Pierce trailed right behind him, a natural, easy smile plastered across her face. "Hey, Grace. We were just messing around inside. You didn't happen to overhear us, did you?"She intentionally stepped over to my right side—the exact spot where my hearing was at its worst.Tristan furrowed his brow and shot her a warning glance. "Stop playing."Sunny stuck her tongue out playfully. "Fine, I'll stop. It’s just that Grace has trouble with her ears, you know? I’ll make sure to always stand on her left from now on when I speak."She framed it as an act of pure thoughtfulness.Yet, the surrounding groomsmen and bridesmaids couldn't help but chuckle.I kept my eyes on Tristan.In the past, whenever anyone dared to make a joke about my hearing, his face wo

Chapter 2

Someone in the background let out another chuckle. This time, Tristan didn't join in.But he didn't do a single thing to stop them, either.I shifted my gaze away from his face and reached down to pick up my umbrella.One of the structural ribs had been bent out of shape when someone accidentally bumped into it earlier.When I snapped it open, the fabric canopy listed heavily to one side.I stared down at the warped frame for a couple of seconds, but I still stepped out into the pouring rain, holding it over my head.Behind me, Tristan’s voice cut straight through the heavy downpour. "Grace, if you walk away today, don't expect me to come crawling back to smooth things over with you."My footsteps faltered for a fraction of a second.Then, I kept walking forward.The following morning, the wedding planner called my phone, asking for a final confirmation on the names for the main reception backdrop.By the time I arrived at the venue, Sunny was standing right in the center of

Chapter 3

I turned around to face him. "But Sunny isn't part of the bridal party.""It’s just a last-minute addition," he said, waving his hand dismissively. "What’s the big deal?"Sunny stood right beside him, twirling a strand of her hair around her index finger. "If Grace doesn't want me to, then forget it. It’s not like I'm desperate to be a bridesmaid anyway."Tristan turned his head to look at her. "You don't always have to play the martyr."Then, his eyes shifted back to me. "Grace, it’s just a dress."Just a dress.Just a line of vows.Just a reception backdrop.It seemed like absolutely everything associated with me could be instantly reduced to a meaningless "just" the second Sunny cast her eyes on it.I tapped on my phone, pulling up the wedding vendor's contact information, and forwarded the bridesmaid dress shop details straight to his number.Tristan’s cold expression softened a fraction. "See? Was that really so hard?"I didn't offer a single word in response.That aft

Chapter 4

I reached out my hand to retrieve my phone, but Tristan lifted it a fraction higher, well out of my reach."Answer me."Sunny leaned in close to catch a glimpse of the lit screen, looking entirely taken aback. "Cancel the wedding event? Grace, you cannot possibly be serious right now."I kept my eyes locked on Tristan. "Give me back my phone."He didn't budge an inch. "You're seriously going to cancel our entire wedding over a few minor issues from the past few days?"A few minor issues.A faint, hollow laugh escaped my throat. "Yeah. Minor issues."Tristan’s expression turned even more hostile. "Grace, do not use this kind of childish tactic to threaten me.""I am not threatening you.""Then what exactly do you think you're doing right now?" He slammed the phone down onto the coffee table, his index finger pressing hard against the glass screen. "You know perfectly well that all of our relatives have been notified, the venue has been booked, and hundreds of invitations have a

Chapter 5

The wedding planner fell dead silent on the other end of the line for a few long seconds. "Miss Thorne, are you absolutely certain about this?"I looked down at the trash bag, where a sliver of the white fabric canopy from the broken umbrella was peeking out. "I'm certain."After cancelling the wedding, I didn't cry.I simply began opening the cardboard boxes stacked across the living room floor, one by one.I processed the return requests for the wedding favors.I tore up the table placement cards.I tucked the guest sign-in registry away into the very bottom drawer of the cabinet.When it came to that memory album, my initial instinct was to throw it straight into the garbage.But as my fingers flipped to the very last page, my hand froze.That photograph had been taken on the night of our engagement party.Tristan was standing squarely on my right side, his head lowered as he gently tucked a stray lock of hair behind my ear, adjusting my hearing aid.In that picture, the

Chapter 6

On the third day after I moved back to my parents' house, Tristan called my phone for the first time.I didn't pick up.A moment later, a text message flashed across my screen.[The wedding logistics have been temporarily put on hold. When are you coming back? We need to talk.]I sent a brief reply.[There is nothing to talk about.]A few minutes passed before his next text arrived.[Grace, stop testing my patience.]Staring at those five words, a sharp, sudden laugh escaped my throat.My mother walked out of the kitchen holding a bowl of warm soup. Noticing the look on my face, she didn't pry or ask an endless stream of questions. She simply placed the bowl gently right in front of me."Drink some of this, sweetie. Have your ears been bothering you at all lately?"I shook my head. "I'm alright."In reality, I wasn't alright.Whenever my emotions fluctuated intensely, a persistent, violent ringing would echo deep inside my right ear.In the past, whenever Tristan noticed

Chapter 7

Owen naturally reached over and took my bag from my hands. "Is the static in your right ear still pretty noticeable today?"I lightly touched my ear. "It’s a little better than it was over the last two days."Tristan stood framed behind us, his voice instantly dropping to a freezing register. "Grace, who exactly is he?"I turned around. "My rehabilitation specialist."Owen gave him a brief nod. "Hello."Tristan didn't bother to return the greeting. Instead, his eyes locked onto Owen’s hand, which was holding my bag. "Does a rehabilitation specialist genuinely need to carry your purse for you?"Owen offered a polite smile. "Just helping out."Tristan shifted his glare directly onto me. "You're seriously just letting a strange man handle your personal belongings now?"A wave of absolute absurdity washed over me.Sunny could wear my dresses, pin my bridal corsage to her chest, and completely deface my wedding vows, and he would merely brand me as petty.Yet now, simply because O

Chapter 8

The news of the wedding cancellation spread like wildfire anyway.Our mutual friend group chat stayed completely frantic the entire day.Some people kept asking if we had just gotten into a minor argument.Some kept urging me not to be impulsive.A few even sent me private messages.[Honestly, Sunny was definitely crossing some major lines during that period.]I looked down at the screen, offering no response.Later that evening, Tristan’s mother called my phone. "Grace, sweetie, I'm not here to pressure you. I just wanted to ask... is there genuinely any chance left for you and Tristan?"I tightened my grip around my water glass. "Mrs. Lockhart, I am so incredibly sorry."She let out a heavy sigh on the other end of the line. "You don't need to apologize to me, sweetie. Tristan... he’s just been completely spoiled rotten by you over the years."I blinked, caught slightly off guard.She continued softly, "He always operated under the assumption that the exact moment he turne

Chapter 9

Tristan didn't chase after me again that day.Over the following week, he sent me a text message every single day.Sometimes it was a simple good morning.Sometimes it was a photograph.A brand-new white umbrella.A meticulously remade white camellia corsage.He even managed to get the original sheet of wedding vows—the one Sunny had completely defaced and scribbled over—restored by a professional, sending me a picture of the finished result.[I managed to recover your original text,] his message read.I stared quietly at the photograph.Tristan, thank you for being my right ear for over a decade.Those words had once been entirely true.But they only belonged to the past now.I didn't send a reply.Over the weekend, I attended a charity outreach and support event for the hearing impaired.Owen had invited me to participate as a volunteer.He mentioned that a lot of young children who had just been fitted for their first hearing aids were incredibly terrified of being mo

Chapter 10

One year later, I transitioned to a brand new career.I took a position developing specialized curriculum plans for a hearing rehabilitation agency.Every single day, I interacted with countless children.Some were prone to tears, some were painfully timid, and some stubbornly hid their hearing aids deep inside their pockets, refusing to wear them altogether.Whenever that happened, I would kneel down to their level and speak to them, always making sure to stand squarely on the side where they could hear me with absolute clarity.I never rushed them, and I never lost my patience.Owen would occasionally tease me when he saw me working. "Honestly, you're looking far more like a certified rehabilitation specialist than I am these days."I laughed and fired a playful retort right back. "Well, then you'd better hand over your office chair."He chuckled, passing a thick document folder over to me. "You got it, Professor Thorne."His teasing brought a bright smile to my face.The d

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