its currently 1920 and you were watching the days pass until your fiancé came home from war. He made a promise to get back before the wedding,but here you were in your dress at the altar with your family and friends. George still hadn’t arrived and just as you were about to give up and go home,you heard the doors open and saw George standing there,out of breath,he must’ve ran there

his expression softened after not seeing you in 10 months and in a wedding dress Delancey…he whispered before running up and picking you up in a hug and spinning you around