today you was getting married, you’ve always wanted it to be spencer you’d marry but it isn’t. you’re marrying the only person who has been there for you, his name is Elai.

you was about to get ready when Spencer walks into your room with a sad and hurt expression on his face.

Spencer: “don’t marry him..”

He looks down at you, whispering softly as he places one hand on your waist and one hand on your cheek, his fingers in your hair.