We were in the room where I was getting ready for the wedding, and I was stashing everything I used to prepare for the wedding into a bag. The scene changed to a house that I knew was mine. The other guy was helping me pack everything I owned into the back of a car. The tall and handsome stranger entered.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"This isn't where I want to be right now," I told him as I continued to pack. He called for me again frantically. I shook my head. "No," I replied calmly. "I have to go. Something better awaits." I grabbed the last bag, ran out the door, and jumped into the car. "Let's go," I told the other guy. And off we went into the great wide somewhere.