“You don’t understand,” Dorothy said. “Everyone, all my friends and my family, have put so much time and effort into this wedding. If I cancel it now, they’ll never forgive me.”
“I highly doubt that,” Angela said. “Besides, the Dorothy I knew in college didn’t give a shit about what other people thought of her. And she certainly didn’t put their opinions ahead of her own happiness.”
“I guess we’ve both changed,” Dorothy said, turning away.
“Clearly,” Angela said. “So get married, if that’s what you think you have to do. Either way, you need to make a decision. You can’t keep putting it off forever.”
Dorothy was quiet for long while. Time looped again.
“He’s got so many plans,” she said finally.
“Who?” Angela asked.
“My fiancée,” Dorothy replied. “He has this vision of a future with a wife and children and a big house and all that. I’ve never wanted that life for myself, but I went along with it because I didn’t have the heart to tell him otherwise. I didn’t think we’d last this long. We were just two kids having a little fun, and the next thing I know, he’s fallen in love with me. Or an idea of me. He’s never even seen the real me.”
“Don’t you think he deserves to?” Angela said. “If nothing else, he should know who he’s really marrying.”
“I suppose,” Dorothy said. “He might not even want to marry me after that. I’d certainly feel like less of a bad guy if he dumps me.”
“Well, first things first,” Angela said. “Come on.”
She took Dorothy’s hand and headed back to the duplex. The loop repeated as they approached the front door. Kay and Deirdre appeared on the steps.
“Morning,” Angela said.
Kay jumped again.
“Jesus!” he said. “Where the hell did you come from?”
“I’ve been here the whole time,” Angela said. “I need your help. I need you to shut down my friend’s powers, and we need a lift.”
Kay sighed and rubbed his forehead.