Purposefully Accidental: The Interlude

I'd dreamed of weddings before, in my youth; and in every scenario, I had always thought it to be the happiest day in my life: surrounded by my closest friends and family and laughing in my gorgeous white dress with flowers in my hair. Not like this: nauseous from cancer-fighting chemicals and wearing a cheap thrifted dress that I'd worn to an orientation week party, my hair thinning and unkempt.

We returned home as husband-and-wife.

I was Hannah Archer now.

It didn't sound right to my ears.

Or: It was 2020 and Hannah Taylors' whole world was crashing down around her.

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An companion piece to Purposefully Accidental; contains major spoilers.

- - DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU HAVEN'T READ PURPOSEFULLY ACCIDENTAL - -