Arthit goes through the galactic tunnel again. This time he steps out to a beautifully decorated banquet hall with flowers everywhere.

Arthit turned to look at Future. "What is this? Am I getting married? Did Kongpob propose? I would never agree to this big charade."

"Well, someone did. Look over there." Future pointed out to a few girls walking down the hall.

Arthit followed them into a hotel suite. Clothing, shoes, and makeup were everywhere. Arthit heard girls whispering, and giggling inside the bedroom. He stepped closer to the doorway, and he peered inside. There stood a pretty girl in a beautiful wedding gown in front of a mirror.

Arthit frowned. The girl looked familiar, but he can't really pinpoint who she is. He has definitely seen her before, but where? Who is she?

"I like her dress." Future said crossing her arms, and admired the bride from head to toe.

"Kaofang, you look so beautiful. I'm happy for you, but I'm also worried. Are you sure you want to go through with this?" A bridesmaid asked.

"You know I've loved him for so many years. This is a dream come true for me. I will try my best to make it work."

Arthit starts getting anxious, and turned to Future. "Please don't tell me she is...."

Knock knock

"Can I speak with Kaofang privately?"

There stood Arthit's answer. A painfully handsome Kongpob dressed in a black tuxedo stood by the door next to Arthit.

Arthit couldn't tear his eyes away from Kongpob. "What are you doing here Kongpob?" Arthit asked.

"What are you doing here? The groom should not see the bride before the ceremony." The bridesmaid said with a smile.

"I just need a quick word with her." Kongpob said with a soft smile.

"Okay, make it quick. We will go check on the others." The bridesmaid said, and she waved to the other two to leave the room with her.

"What? You're the groom? How could you?" Arthit yelled at Kongpob.

Kongpob stepped up to Kaofang, and smiled. "You look beautiful."

"You don't look too bad yourself." Kaofang smiled brightly.

Kongpob took Kaofang's hand, and led her to sit down on the bed. He sat down next to her, and kept her hand in his.

Kaofang felt nervous. She can sense Kongpob wanted to say something important.

"Kaofang, are you sure you want to marry me? You know I am nothing, but an empty shell of a man. I don't want you to regret. I can't promise you that I will love you, I can only try to provide you with all that I have. But if you choose to walk away now, I will understand." Kongpob said looking down at Kaofang's hand.

"Kongpob, you are a wonderful man. You are caring, genuine, and honest. I know you may not love me now, but I will wait till the day you do. I will love you, and cherish our marriage with all my heart. I will not regret this no matter how many times you ask." Kaofang said squeezing Kongpob's hand that's holding hers.

A tear slides down Kongpob's cheek, and lands on Kaofang's hand. He wiped it away, and pulled Kaofang in for a hug.

"Thank you. I will do my best to be the husband you deserve." Kongpob said.

Arthit can't believe what he is seeing. He can't decide if he is angry or sad. Tears start falling without his permission.

"Kongpob, how can you do this? How can you marry her? What about me? What about us?" Arthit yelled.

Kongpob left the room to let Kaofang finish getting ready. Arthit quickly followed behind him.

"Kongpob! Stop! Where are you going? You can't marry her! I forbid you!" Arthit yelled and cried.

He followed Kongpob into another room. Kongpob looked defeated, and sighed. He forced a smile on his face that didn't meet the eyes. Kongpob walked over to a bag that was sitting on top of the coffee table. He reached in, and pulled out his blue notebook and a pen.

"Kongpob! What are you doing? Go cancel the wedding this instant." Arthit stomped his foot.

Future stood there shaking her head. Her brothers weren't kidding when they said he was an idiot.

Kongpob took a deep breath, and sat on the sofa. He opened the notebook, and started to write.

Dear Diary,

This is it. It's my wedding day. This will also be my last entry. Thank you for letting me pour my thoughts, and share my love and pain with you all these years.

From today on, I will need to forget the past. I will dedicate my life to become a good husband. I will try to learn to love again. I will move on.

P'Arthit, I love you. This is the last time I will write this. Everyday, I will try to convince myself to love you less. I hope you have a wonderful life with whomever you choose. Please take care of yourself. I wish you the success you desire. But above all, I wish you will find love again.

Goodbye.

Kongpob closed his diary, and tucked it back in his bag.

"Kongpob, please don't do this. Please. You still love me. You even wrote it. Please. You don't love her." Arthit stood over Kongpob's shoulder.

"Future, do something. He is making a mistake. Kong! Kong! Look at me. You love me! Don't do this!"

Future stepped closer to Arthit, and Arthit quickly backed away.

"No! I'm not leaving. I can't let him marry her. He is mine! He loves me! Please help me. Please." Arthit falls to his knees crying.

"Only you can help yourself. You need to reflect on how it had come to this." Future replied as she walked closer.

Arthit looked up to Kongpob. "I'm sorry Kong! I love you! I will always love you. Only you. Please don't marry her." Arthit tried to grab Kongpob's arm, but it didn't work.

"Kong, don't give up on me. Don't give up on us. I will change. I promise I will change. I am yours, and you are mine. We promised. Don't you remember? I have our gears here. Take mine back." Arthit pulled the gears out of his pocket.

"Look Kongpob! Look! You can have it back."

Arthit was wiping his eyes when Future grabbed his wrist.

"No!" Arthit cried as he saw himself travel through the galactic tunnel once again.

When he arrived, Future swung him forward. He fell to the ground. Arthit closed his eyes. He doesn't want to see anymore. None of this can be real. He clutched onto the gears in his hands tightly. He doesn't believe it. There's no way Kongpob would marry someone else. There's no way Kongpob would stop loving him. Because there's no way he would stop loving Kongpob.

"Open your eyes! OPEN YOUR EYES NOW!" Future demanded. Her eyes beaming white light, and her hair flowed wildly around.

"Look at what you will become. Look at the bed you have made before the ground swallows you whole. Six feet under. Chill to the bones. No mercy to be had. No cries to be heard."

Arthit opened his eyes. It was his childhood home again. He looked around, and the whole house was dimly lit, and completely still.

A chill ran through Arthit's body, and fear crept up his spine. Arthit trembled, and looked at Future whose eyes were still beaming.

"Why am I here?" Arthit asked in a shaking voice.

Future did not speak, but pointed her finger towards the kitchen in the back.

Arthit followed the direction Future pointed. He prayed that his parents were okay. He slowly walked into the kitchen.

Upon entering the kitchen, he immediately crumbled to the ground, and backed away.

"Ahhhhh! No!!!!" Arthit screamed.

Laying on the floor in the kitchen was none other than himself with a spilled pot next to his body. His body that looked to have been deceased for days if not weeks. His hair was gray, and skin was ashy. How did he die? How come nobody came for him? Where are his parents? Where's Kongpob? What about his friends? Why is he dead alone?

"No....no...no...no. It can't be like this. I don't want to be like this. No...." Arthit cried.

"Please save me."

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AN: Double update on this story again. ✌🏼

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