Hey everyone! You're reading part two of The Blue Scarf; a three-part story! Click here to read part one. Now let's get into part two!
"What is it?" Mila was starting to get scared.
"It's that I really love you and I think you're beautiful and smart and... and..." she was tearing up. She reached into her bag and took out a little blue felt box. Mila's eyes widened.
"OH NO YOU DIDN'T!" she sounded angry.
"What? Don't you... don't you want to marry me?" Catherine's heart was breaking.
"Of course I want to! That's why I invited you to this nice dinner. And that's also why..." she took out a small red felt box from her bag "...I got you a ring!" Catherine stared at it and burst out laughing.
"You amazing crazy woman! That just goes to show we're really made for each other."
"It's that I really love you and I think you're beautiful and smart and... and..." she was tearing up. She reached into her bag and took out a little blue felt box. Mila's eyes widened.
"OH NO YOU DIDN'T!" she sounded angry.
"What? Don't you... don't you want to marry me?" Catherine's heart was breaking.
"Of course I want to! That's why I invited you to this nice dinner. And that's also why..." she took out a small red felt box from her bag "...I got you a ring!" Catherine stared at it and burst out laughing.
"You amazing crazy woman! That just goes to show we're really made for each other."
"So, well, will you marry me?" asked Mila, laughing.
"I do. I really do." They exchanged rings and kissed. Mila took a strand of her fianceè's red hair in her fingers and smiled. "We'll stay together forever."
Catherine and Mila were twenty-three. Mila turned her back on her wife.
"Why are you doing this?" she asked between sobs. "How can you do this?!" Catherine stepped closer to her.
"I have to, my love. And I want to. The county needs me." Her wife turned around.
"I need you!" she cried. "I don't want you to go! I... I don't want to be alone. Not again." Catherine hugged her.
"You won't be. We'll write to each other everyday, like we did when you were still at the orphanage. But honey, you have to let me go. I can help win this war. I know I can." Mila hugged her tighter.
"I do. I really do." They exchanged rings and kissed. Mila took a strand of her fianceè's red hair in her fingers and smiled. "We'll stay together forever."
Catherine and Mila were twenty-three. Mila turned her back on her wife.
"Why are you doing this?" she asked between sobs. "How can you do this?!" Catherine stepped closer to her.
"I have to, my love. And I want to. The county needs me." Her wife turned around.
"I need you!" she cried. "I don't want you to go! I... I don't want to be alone. Not again." Catherine hugged her.
"You won't be. We'll write to each other everyday, like we did when you were still at the orphanage. But honey, you have to let me go. I can help win this war. I know I can." Mila hugged her tighter.
"Just... just promise me one thing."
"Anything." she breathed.
"Come back to me." Catherine moved so that they were face to face.
"I will. I always will." she whispered.
The next day Mila gave Catherine the blue scarf.
"It will protect you. Or, at least, it will remind you of me." She kissed her goodbye.
To be continued...
"Anything." she breathed.
"Come back to me." Catherine moved so that they were face to face.
"I will. I always will." she whispered.
The next day Mila gave Catherine the blue scarf.
"It will protect you. Or, at least, it will remind you of me." She kissed her goodbye.
To be continued...