Chapter 2 The Celebration
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By the next day, almost everyone in town knew the news.
After eight years together, Elvieah Creadnna and Vhein-lee Giavielle were finally engaged.
Their families decided to celebrate that evening at Vhein’s house. It was not a grand party, just a warm gathering of relatives and a few close friends. The dining table was filled with dishes prepared by both families, and the room buzzed with laughter and conversation.
Elvieah sat beside Vhein, listening as everyone continued to congratulate them.
“I can’t believe you two are finally engaged,” Vhein’s sister said with a playful grin. “Eight years, kuya. Eight years!”
Vhein shrugged casually. “Good things take time.”
His sister rolled her eyes while the others laughed.
Elvieah felt her cheeks grow warm as more attention turned toward them. Someone raised a glass and cheerfully announced, “To the future bride and groom!”
Everyone echoed the toast.
Elvieah smiled and glanced at Vhein. He looked proud, almost relieved, as though the proposal had lifted something heavy from his shoulders. Seeing him like that filled her with a familiar warmth.
For eight years, Vhein had been part of nearly every chapter of her life. They had shared long conversations late at night, walked through the same streets countless times, and supported each other through difficult moments. People often joked that they were inseparable.
Sometimes, Elvieah could hardly remember a time when he was not there.
After dinner, everyone moved to the living room. The older relatives relaxed on the sofas while the younger ones gathered around, sharing stories.
Vhein’s mother laughed as she remembered something from years ago.
“I still remember the first time Vhein brought Elvieah here,” she said. “He was so nervous.”
“Ma,” Vhein groaned quietly.
“It’s true!” she insisted. “He kept asking if the house looked presentable.”
Elvieah laughed softly. “I remember that too.”
“You do?” Vhein asked, surprised.
“You apologized for everything,” she said teasingly. “Sorry if the food isn’t good. Sorry if the house is messy.”
The room filled with laughter.
Vhein shook his head, smiling despite himself. “I just wanted to make a good impression.”
“You didn’t have to try so hard,” Elvieah replied gently.
For a moment, their eyes met, and a quiet understanding passed between them. It was the kind of connection that only years of knowing each other could create.
Then Vhein’s father spoke up.
“So,” he said thoughtfully, “when is the wedding?”
The question immediately caught everyone’s attention.
Elvieah blinked, slightly startled.
“We haven’t decided yet,” Vhein answered calmly.
“That’s fine,” Elvieah’s aunt said. “Planning takes time.”
“But not too long,” her cousin added excitedly. “We’ve all been waiting for this.”
Everyone laughed again, but Elvieah felt something tighten gently in her chest.
The wedding.
The future.
She had not really thought about those things yet.
The proposal had been so sudden, so beautiful, that she had simply allowed herself to feel happy. But hearing everyone talk about the next step made the moment feel heavier than before.
She glanced down at the ring on her finger.
The silver band caught the light softly.
“You okay?” Vhein asked quietly beside her.
She looked up and smiled. “Of course.”
Later that evening, when most of the guests had begun leaving, Elvieah stepped outside into the small garden behind the house. The cool night air wrapped around her, and the quiet felt comforting after the noise inside.
Footsteps followed behind her.
“You disappeared,” Vhein said.
“I just needed some air,” she replied.
He leaned beside her against the railing. “You’ve been thinking a lot tonight.”
“You know me.”
“Well, eight years gives me some experience.”
She smiled faintly.
“Are you happy?” he asked suddenly.
Elvieah looked at him, surprised by the question.
“Of course I am,” she said softly.
He seemed satisfied with that answer.
“Good,” he said. “Because the future seems pretty clear to me.”
“Oh?”
He smiled warmly.
“You and me. That’s it.”
His certainty was comforting.
Yet as Elvieah looked at the ring again, a quiet thought stirred deep inside her heart.
A small question she could not explain.
She kept the thought to herself.
Because she knew that once certain questions were spoken aloud…
Everything could begin to change.
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