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You look stunning.

I still can't believe how fast his day's come.

"Love is patient.

Love is kind.

It does not envy and it does not boast.

It's not proud.

It does not dishonor others.

It's not self-seeking.

It is not easily angered,

and it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil,

but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects, always trusts,

always hopes and always perseveres.

Love never fails.

But I failed us, Tess."

How long have you been writing about us?

After we kissed.

Are you fucking kidding me?

Where are you going?

I... I'm done.

We're just a bomb waiting to explode.

This was a wake-up call.

You would never let me read

what you were writing in there,

and now the whole world gets to!

I never meant for it to be published.

Fuck, this never should have happened like this.

You accidentally wrote a book,

and then you shopped it around

to publishers without asking me.

What is the point in everything we've been through

if we can't channel that into something that helps people?

It's never too late.

People can always change.

That is the kind of story "After" is.

"After"?

It's my journey after I met you.

I think that journey's over.

My failure was thinking

that I was writing my journey, my story.

But it was our story, Tess.

But I know our story isn't finished.

Even if you've moved on...

..I can't.

I can't imagine my world without you.

Because without you there is only me...

..broken...

lost,

and alone.

Without you...

..I have no after.

Welcome. Can I get you a table?

- Hey. - I might have one.

Hi, darling.

Katherine.

It's a wonder I could get you outta the house.

Hopefully all that time

you spent holed up in there means

you're closing in on a draft?

I'll do a whiskey.

And I'll do an Aperol spritz.

Hardin, everyone at Dowlish is dying to see it,

and I'm afraid I can't keep putting people off,

not if we're gonna make it to print by Christmas.

You know, Harper Lee didn't publish

her second novel for 55 years, so...

People's attention spans are like fruit flies these days.

You're hot right now, but we have to ride the "After" wave.

Otherwise it's another 10 months, two years,

whatever it is,

they'll forget you ever existed.

Seems fickle.

Yeah, it is.

You have a tiny window of relevance

and it's dwindling every day.

Can't rush greatness, can you?

I can when I've given you

a quarter million dollar advance.

It was pounds.

I thought you were sober?

I was.

Cheers.

Come on, I'm only here for one night.

Another round.

I don't think I can keep up anymore.

Lightweight.

- Nay-nay? - Kitty Kat!

- Oh, God! - God, you look amazing.

- I went vegan. - I've been telling you.

Hardin, this is Naomi.

We went to college together.

Well, not exactly together.

Let's take shots. Um...

Tequila or vodka?

Cheers.

Oh, that is my shit!

- Come on. - Yes, come on.

I don't dance.

Relax, we'll do the dancing.

Let's get out of here.

- Oh, my God! - I'll never let go.

Let's get some music on.

Oh, yeah, nice flat.

- Thank you. - Mm-hm.

Who's that?

No one.

Could you put it back?

Doesn't look like a no one.

Well, let me see.

Aw, pretty.

I said put it back.

- Rar-rar-rar, eh? - Feisty.

You could do with some loosening up.

Shh.

It'll take an act of God

to wake him after what he drank last night.

Do you think he's okay?

That's a nice way of putting it.

Okay, he's a hot fucking mess.

Oh, don't even get me started.

I mean, he's completely lost without Tessa.

But, like, honey...

..you're never getting her back.

Look who's back from the dead.

For fuck's sake.

I see you've raided my closet.

Ibuprofen?

I've got a meeting, so you can let yourselves out.

We didn't really get a chance to talk.

I'm gonna need a rough draft of the book ASAP.

Otherwise you're gonna have to pay the advance back.

Yeah, got it.

Meeting with the parents.

This should be fun.

Just the hour late then.

I'm here now.

I'll have a whiskey.

What?

When did you start drinking again?

Oh, it's fine, Mum. It's all in moderation, don't worry.

It doesn't smell like moderation.

Not that you ever did much in the way of parenting,

but I'm not a child.

I can do what I want.

It was one night.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Hair of the dog never hurt anyone.

Just putting off the inevitable.

Not if I keep at it.

Why are you even here, anyway?

You two gonna run off together?

Why would you say that?

We're both happily married.

Are you?

- Your father was... - Wait.

Which father are you talking about right now?

Stop being an arsehole to your mum.

I'm here meeting some board members.

They're talking about me opening

a London branch of Vance Publishing.

The ever-expanding empire.

I've heard a rumor that you're nearly

a year behind on delivering your new manuscript.

Well, don't believe everything you hear.

Are you lying to me?

No, I'm not lying.

I was just giving you some general life advice.

But, yeah, to be fair, in this case,

what you hear does happen to be true.

Hardin, what the fuck is going on with you?

We're just trying to help you.

We can't do that if we don't know what's going on.

I don't really know what's going on either.

I keep on trying to write and every time I do,

everything just ends up going back to Tessa.

I keep rewriting the old stuff, you know?

The same things, what ifs, and hypotheticals

don't really matter in the end, do they?

Because any way I look at it,

she's not here and nothing matters

in this world if she's not in it.

I don't have another book in me.

I never did. I think it was all a fluke.

And it's okay if you don't.

You have a gift. All writers go through this.

Do they?

How the hell would you know?

You haven't written a damn thing in your life.

But I have spent my entire career finding diamonds

in the slush pile, and I know talent when I see it.

Look, let me get in touch with Dowlish

and see if I can do a deal.

- No. - Ease your deadline.

You can come over to us and take as long as you need.

We've been over this.

- I don't want to. - Hardin, if you cannot...

Go on, just go.

- You can't... - Just go.

You need to.

I do have to go actually, because you were late.

No, no, I've got this, I've got this.

Waiter, I'll have another.

I'm around, all right?

If you need me, give me a call.

You know, a change of scenery might do you some good,

might be inspiring to just get out of here for a while.

A bit of distance might give you a new perspective,

might help you make peace with your past so you can move on.

I'm not ready to move on yet.

No, I know, I didn't mean in regard to...

I meant move forward.

Yeah, just let go of some of your regrets

so you can stop dragging them into your future.

I met Natalie over Christmas.

She asked after you.

How is she?

Well, we only spoke for a couple of minutes,

but she seemed good.

She moved to Lisbon.

- Lisbon? - Mm.

Portugal.

I know where Lisbon is, Mum. I just meant...

Well, I guess she was ready for a fresh start.

Would you like to order a meal?

We have two options today.

I'll just do another round.

Liquid lunch then.

You can just keep 'em comin'.

Who are you trying to forget?

How obvious is it?

Call it female intuition.

Do you wanna talk about it?

Not particularly, no.

Well, if you change your mind,

I will just be up there,

or you can press that call button.

I was just fastening your seatbelt.

We are on our final descent.

We expect an on-time arrival

to Humberto Delgado International Airport

where the temperature in Lisbon

is currently a sunny 22 degrees Centigrade.

On behalf of the airline,

we hope you enjoy your stay in Portugal,

and we thank you for flying with us.

This fit is just stunning.

I mean, we can always take it in a little bit

if you wanted to, but I think this...

With the placement of the seam, I think this is perfect.

Uh, just give me one moment and I'll be right with you.

Um...

- Sorry. - Take your time.

Uh, excuse me, would you?

Okay.

What are you doing here?

Making amends.

I was hoping to.

I'm in the middle of an appointment.

You need to leave.

I don't need long, honestly.

- I just wanted to... - Please.

I came all this way to find you.

Please!

Hi. Um...

How are you feeling, Hardin?

- Pocket kings. - Fuck!

I'll be takin' that watch.

Hey, man, don't do him like that.

His old man gave it to him.

- What? Bet's a bet. - Yep.

It's all right, you'll win it back.

I'm not stupid enough to wager something

I'm not willing to lose.

Well, he didn't have much else to bet.

Well, then he shouldn't have played.

Well, I dunno what else to say.

I'm looking for Mark.

It's Mark Jr,

although our little guy doesn't like that much.

Anyway, if you're looking for my old man,

he's gone home for the day.

I spoke to him on the phone earlier

about my car and he said that he would take a look.

Okay, what do you reckon's the problem?

Uh... the radiator?

I... I really wouldn't know.

It's... it's making an awful, uh, tkk-tkk-tkk-tkk sound.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

That junker looks older than you.

It's hardly worth fixin'.

Back seats look all right, though.

Oh, shut up, dude.

- I'll come back. - Yeah, you do that.

Looking forward to it.

See what you just did there?

- What? - You're a mug.

What?

The Virgin fuckin' Mary over there?

"I'll come back."

Yeah, she would if I showed her the goods.

Yeah, right. Girl like that, no way.

Got her legs crossed real tight.

Fuck off.

Yeah, like you two could get her.

Well...

What do you mean "well"? Well, what?

That fucking look, all right. All right, I bet you this.

One time offer.

Let's do it.

But I'll need proof.

You know what would, um, what would be really sexy is if we...

Just so I can watch it later and think of you.

Um...

We don't have to, if you don't want to.

No, no, it's fine. Um...

I've just never...

It would just be for you, right?

Yeah.

Of course.

Okay.

Do you have a, um, um...

I really like you, you know, Hardin?

Mm hm.

- Hey. - Hi.

I thought you were making amends?

Yeah.

Guess that depends.

Depends on what?

You.

So, where are you living now?

Um... Camden.

- Yeah, I'm back in Camden. - Oh, I heard that you moved.

Yeah, I did. Uh...

I kinda did the whole tour of the U.S.

But I'm back now.

So, which one do you like the best?

It's gotta be this one.

Oh, come on.

Here, try this.

It's a sour cherry liquor.

It's Portuguese tradition.

Go on.

Oh, okay.

- Oh, you... - Sorry. My bad.

It's fine.

No, it's nice. I like it.

- I still prefer the whiskey. - No!

I'm a creature of habit, aren't I?

Hm.

So, um, how... how did you end up here?

I... Oh. I don't know if I...

I don't know if I'll end up here.

Just seemed like a good place to start over.

You were on your way to uni, though, no?

No, yeah, I was, but I lost my scholarship

with everything going on,

and I didn't have time to apply for a student loan.

And it turns out my support system

was... conditional.

So, I picked a place that was sunny

and affordable where no one knew me.

And now here I am.

But this part I was not expecting.

I did not think I would see you again,

much less have a catch-up over drinks.

Sorry.

I'm... I'm sorry.

Okay.

I don't really know what else to say. I'm just...

I know I fucked up and you had to pay the consequences,

which, I mean,

I really fucking wish I could just go back and then I...

And what?

I would, uh... I wouldn't...

I'm trying.

I am.

I'm... I'm trying to be a better person.

I see.

Right, do you want some food to soak up all this booze?

Yeah?

Yeah.

Mm, that is delicious.

I can't believe I haven't had these before.

No, this is like the best place ever.

And these?

I forgot what these were called, but these are so good.

Uh... that is my fork.

What?

I'm not gonna remember that.

Uh, salt cod fritters.

They're unreal.

I mean, the whole meal was amazing.

Right? I love the food here.

I mean, everything here, really.

- It's great. - You see?

You are in better spirits already.

Mm mm, I'll get this.

- Really, are you sure? - Definitely.

- Thank you. - Of course.

Oh, I... I didn't realize how long we'd been here.

I have to go.

No worries.

Okay, night. All right.

Goodnight.

You know, I read your book.

So, what happened with Tessa?

I fucked that up too, again.

I see.

Hardin?

Hardin, wake up!

Wake up!

- What have you done?! - What do you mean?

With the video, the video of us! You've sent it around.

Why would you do this? Why would you do this to me?

- Wait, wait, wait. - No. You've sent it!

It's been posted.

Everyone's seen it.

Do you know what this will do to me?

- Fuck! - You're a fucking liar!

- You're a disgusting liar. - Natalie! Nat!

Disgusting.

Fuck! Fuck!

James!

- Fuck me, man. - Hey!

Hey, you weren't kidding about Natalie, bro.

- Who did you send it to? - Just a couple guys.

You know, I might send it around a little bit.

Why are you being weird about it?

Why am I being weird?!

You sent around a private fucking video!

What the fuck is wrong with you?!

Wrong with me?

You're the one who took the bet, bro.

You fucking taped it.

This is on you, Hardin, not me.

Fuck.

Give me some of that wine.

- Give it to me, that wine. - Just sayin'.

I'm gonna be carrying both of you home.

Babe alert, 10 o'clock.

I didn't think you'd make it.

That makes two of us.

And he comes bearing gifts.

To whom do we owe this pleasure?

Mads, Freya, this is Hardin.

Hardin, Maddy, Freya.

You can call me Madeline.

Nice to meet you, Madeline.

No one ever calls you Madeline, you ham.

My ex did once, the French one.

"Madeline." Yum!

She is always like this, by the way,

with or without alcohol.

So, how do you two...?

Uh... Hardin was my...

..first... crush.

Hey.

Was I?

Hm.

Just a crush, or...?

- Okay. Got it. - Hmm.

None of you guys are actually from here, I take it?

Oh, no, no one's from here.

We're as close to locals as you can get.

Mmm. We're all orphans.

This is a good place to come

when you're running from yourself.

Well, that's bleak, Frey.

Oh, God, look what the tide dragged in.

Why does it look like a Dolce & Gabbana cologne ad?

I'll have a little scratch and sniff.

Oh, you are officially cut out.

Hey, there.

- Oh! - Oh, God, no!

You're gettin' me all wet.

- Who's this? - Hardin.

Me and Nat, we, uh... we grew up together.

Hmm.

Grow up, shake his hand.

Well, this is Sebastian.

Sebastian, Hardin's in town from London.

He's a famous author.

- Wait, what? - I wouldn't say famous.

- I'm just an author... - No?

Would you say bestselling?

What's one of your books?

There is only one, but honestly...

It's called "After".

- No way! I've heard of that. - I've read that.

- No, you haven't. - I loved it.

Well, as much as you can love something

that makes you ugly cry every other page.

I heard they're making a movie.

Ooh, Harry Styles should play you.

Thank you.

So, you're working on anything now?

I'm trying, yeah.

What is it they say?

Everyone has one book in them,

only the talented have a second.

Huh, wow.

Spoken like a true writer.

Tell me, where can I find your body of work?

- The boy can keep up. - Mm hm.

You ever been cliff diving, man?

No, I'm putting my foot down.

You are not roping him into that.

What? It's fun.

It's an accident waiting to happen.

Come on, man.

Let's do it.

This is a bad idea.

Seriously, Hardin, don't let him pressure you, okay?

Yeah, man, don't let me pressure you.

Whoo! Let's go!

Where is he?

- Hardin? - Hardin?

- Hardin! - He hasn't come up.

Just fuckin' with you.

Hardin, hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I will be.

Me and Nat, we, uh, we grew up together.

Hardin was my... first... crush.

Hey.

Not much of a morning person, are we?

Just haven't had enough coffee yet.

And I am definitely not a smoothie person, but thank you.

How can you hate smoothies?

It's literally blended fruit and a bit of veg.

It's more about the aesthetic, isn't it?

It's like a holier than thou wellness cult kinda thing.

Come on, just try it.

Come on.

Mm, yeah.

Maybe you don't know what kind of person you are.

Uh, can you do me a favor? Can you pull in the main sheet?

Just... pull...

What's a main sheet?

Sorry, the red one. Pull the red line.

- I just pull it? - Yes.

- This okay? - Yes. Good.

Here.

You look like you need water.

Thanks.

I've been stuck in my apartment for so long.

Figure it's taken a toll.

Stuck?

More like self-contained, I guess.

Figured if I shut myself away from the world

for long enough, eventually I'd find the words.

You do like to pick things apart, don't you?

Oh, yeah. That's how you get to the good stuff.

So why do you think you're struggling so much?

Second novel syndrome.

I mean, it's common enough to have a name

so at least I'm not the only one.

But I guess there must be a number of reasons.

Like?

Picking things apart again?

Oh, yeah.

Well, "After" was easy.

I had my muse. I was inspired.

I could have written thousands of pages.

It's kind of the irony of it all, isn't it?

If I didn't have her, I wouldn't have the book,

but if I didn't have the book, then I would still have her.

Oh, she didn't like the book?

She absolutely fucking hated the book.

The parts that she read, anyway.

It was more about the circumstances

of how she read them as well, but...

Wait, you didn't ask her permission to write it?

I really thought that sharing our story would help people

the same way that it helped me

to get through my shit and figure things out,

but obviously I now understand that I shouldn't have gone

and published it to the entire fucking world

without telling her, I know that now.

It isn't... It's not nice being exposed without your consent.

Do you see that?

There.

That is my dream.

I think I would wake up every morning

with the biggest smile on my face if that was my view.

Seems lonely.

Nah, not if you have the right person to share it with.

I don't want to lose this.

I don't either.

So, are you ever gonna show me what you're writing in there?

I... Maybe, someday.

Someday.

Here we are, ladies.

- Ooh! - Yes.

Someone got some sun.

It's a wonder I'm still standing, actually.

She practically dragged me down the entire coastline.

Please, you make it sound like I made

you sail across the Atlantic.

Mm, let's go dance.

You wanna join?

Um... No, you don't have to babysit me.

Come on, Hardin, have fun with us!

I didn't catch that.

Oh, I think they want you to come and dance.

I think you're gonna have to send my apologies.

I thought you left town.

I'm still here.

For how long?

You're lucky, you know?

Why is that?

She's too good.

Definitely too good for you after the shit you pulled.

When she first got here, she was a mess.

There was nothing.

We spent a lot of time together that first year... talking.

I know who you are.

She never said your name, but I can tell.

If it were up to me, you'd be rotting in a cell.

What did you say to him?

Whiskey, a shot.

Yes, sir.

Again.

Mm hm.

- Come on. - Hey!

No, you're not doing yourself

any favors sitting here drowning, okay?

I'll never forgive myself for what I did to you.

- You know that? - Hardin...

Never.

- James posted it. - Yeah...

It was a long time ago.

So you're fine now? You're fine?

I have good days, I have bad days.

I... I've... moved on.

- And so should you. - Yeah.

- I love this. - What?

This, us.

And we're always gonna be like this,

you know that, don't you?

Whoo-wee!

You like to fuck with girls, right?

How about I fuck with you?

Sebastian!

- Don't... do it! - Stop it!

Get up, you little shit!

And the thought of you leaving,

it's just getting pretty dark in here, Tess.

I'm here with you.

Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse.

Guess I'm an overachiever.

- So, how'd you find me, Dad? - Your mum told me.

Apparently she got a call from a young lady

that you've been spending some time with.

Natalie.

We're not...

- She knows it's not... - No, no.

I didn't think it was. I just...

I suppose a part of me hoped that...

Oh, you hoped.

You hoped that I was finally fucking someone new, didn't you?

- No. - Yeah, you did.

God, you can twist things around, can't you?

Poor Hardin.

The miserable drunk little victim sitting at home.

Honestly, I mean, I'm surprised that you're not

even embarrassed by yourself at this point.

It's pathetic.

I was hoping that you've maybe come away, you've moved on,

started a clean slate, maybe.

Move forward.

Landon gave me this.

He's been trying to get through to you.

- I am trying, you know? - Yeah, yeah.

I am. I'm fucking trying.

Look at yourself.

Why do you think I came here?

I came here in the first place

to try and resolve my past so I can move forward.

I am fucking trying.

Maybe I need to try harder.

I just don't think I'll ever move on, even if she has.

- Has she? - She says so.

So, you've talked to her?

It's mostly been one-sided.

She replied to the last message saying,

"You should move on, 'cause I have."

I know you are gonna say I'm being irrational when...

And I should just let go, but I genuinely,

I cannot comprehend the thought of giving up on us.

It doesn't make sense to me.

Maybe you don't have to.

Maybe you can hold a space for her in your heart

like I hold a space for your mum.

Always.

It doesn't mean that you can't go on

to have other great loves,

and live a full life.

I don't know.

Well, take it from someone who does.

It's easy to believe that

our ability to love is finite,

especially when your heart is broken.

But believe it or not, slowly you will heal.

And your capacity for love will grow exponentially.

You'll be able to keep a space for Tessa in your heart,

for your family, for your future children,

for anybody who comes into your life.

And you never know,

maybe you and Tessa are meant to be together.

And if that is the case,

then you will find your way back to each other,

but it's not gonna happen like this, is it?

Look at you.

You go on drinking and messing up the way you are.

You're right.

You are, of course you're right.

You know, my life was finally getting somewhere.

You know, with the book, I actually finally did something,

something I was proud of.

And then, yeah, I mean,

I guess it fucked up and everything blew up in my face.

And now the bar's so fucking high,

I'll never get back there again.

I'm so scared of failing,

so I just end up ruining everything instead.

- It's pathetic. You're right. - Listen to me.

It's fucking pathetic, isn't it?

Listen.

You need to change the metrics by which you define success.

You can start by writing one page a day.

Just that, and that'll be your success.

And if your second book comes out and it flunks,

but you've been real and authentic,

then that is a success.

Whether you end up with a woman you have loved or not,

you have loved with every cell in your being,

and that in and of itself is a spectacular success.

Wow.

You're not bad at this dad stuff.

Now that for me is the pinnacle of success.

So, what are you gonna do?

Could book a return flight with me if you want.

No.

Thanks.

I'm gonna stay here for a while.

All right.

Sort things through and... try to write.

I love you, son.

Really love you.

I always have.

Always will.

Now, let's get some food, you fuckin' idiot.

Natalie.

Sorry for dropping by uninvited.

Good to see you.

It's just, um, I rang the doorbell

and you weren't on WhatsApp

and I just wanted to see if you're okay.

I'm fine.

- Should we sit? - Yes.

I brought you a little care package.

I didn't think that you'd be in a state to go out, so.

This is ridiculously generous.

I should probably tell you that I've stopped drinking.

- No. - Yeah.

Oh! I'm sorry, that's bad.

It would've been very thoughtful to me.

I'll have the chocolate.

Oh, Seb is an arsehole for attacking you like that.

I'm so sorry.

He had his reasons.

I really do wish there was something

I could do to make it up to you.

Hardin, your apology, spending this time together,

seeing that you've changed, that all means something.

You didn't force me to do anything.

No, but I lied to you, Nat.

I didn't see it then, but I do see it now.

So, I'm sorry.

Oh, sorry. Does that hurt still? Oh!

Okay, sorry. It does hurt.

- It's fine. - I'm sorry.

- Okay? - Yeah.

Oh, no.

- I'm sorry. - No, it's fine.

I'm still in love with Tessa.

I know she may have moved on, but... I haven't.

I do want you to know how grateful I am, though,

for really giving me the chance to put what I did behind us.

I think it takes a lot of bravery

to be so forgiving, so... thank you.

You really deserve someone who can give you all of themself.

You really do.

You're right, I do.

You do.

I think you should take this wine back, though.

I do. Let's not waste it.

It does look very nice, though.

Yeah, I'll enjoy that by myself.

Please do.

Hey, it's Landon.

Leave a message.

Shit. Sorry, Landon.

I didn't realize what time it was over there.

I just...

Just calling to say congratulations.

Wouldn't miss my brother's wedding for the world.

I love you.

But don't quote me on that.

Just the green one, please.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Obrigado.

They all look beautiful.

They all suit you but I just think

the second one is very you.

Yes.

It fits you perfectly.

Um, but there's a couple more over here if you wanna just...

Okay.

Hey.

Hey.

So, is this goodbye?

I fly tomorrow.

I just came by to give you this.

It's still very much a work in progress.

I haven't sent it to my editor yet

or anything like that, so...

Don't worry, I'm sure it's brilliant.

And if it isn't, I'll just pretend it is.

It's just...

..you're in it.

And I just wanna make sure that you're entirely okay

with everything in there before I send it

to my publisher or anyone else.

Oh, so you want my permission?

I guess I'm trying

to learn from my old mistakes.

Well, I look forward to reading it.

Have a safe flight, okay?

Bye, Natalie.

You see that?

That is my dream.

You look stunning.

Such a beautiful bride.

I still can't believe how fast this day's come.

What if he doesn't show up?

Ken drove him here this morning.

He would've alerted us if there was a concern.

And it's Landon, he would never.

- Hope I'm not intruding. - Thanks.

Also, the caterer's havin' a minor meltdown.

Uh, can you tell her I'll be a minute?

I can try.

Okay.

I am sure Landon is just as nervous as you are,

but between Ken and Hardin...

Oh, if Hardin's helping,

I should just cancel the honeymoon now.

You know, if he wasn't Landon's brother,

he wouldn't have been invited, much less the best man.

I'm gonna go check on things.

So what's it been, two years since you've seen him?

25 months, but who's counting?

Hey, Tess?

- Yeah, okay, coming. - Okay.

You ready, Mrs. Gibson?

No, but I will be as soon as I see him.

Are you?

Yeah, of course.

Last chance to bail.

Me, bail?

You're the one who's nervous about seeing her.

I'm not nervous.

I'm fine.

You're fine?

She's the maid of honor, I figured she'd show.

Okay, hot stuff. Go talk to her.

You really do have an eye for this stuff.

Thank you.

There he is.

- Hey. - Hey.

- You all right? - Yeah, I'm fine.

Come with me.

I am enjoying this way too much

to put him out of his misery.

Have mercy.

Enjoying what?

What?

They're not together.

But Landon said they're inseparable.

Yeah, like brother and sister.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, no, no...

She's dating a literal neuroscientist

and apparently they're already talking about marriage,

so yes, I am sure.

Hey.

I need a favor.

Tessa, um, wanna go dance?

- Yeah. Yeah, sure. - Yes, she does.

Starting tonight.

Oh.

- Thought I'd save you. - Hey.

He's a bit short.

Terrible dancer, too.

He told me you bribed him.

You look... well.

Well?

Good, handsome, very hot.

You are always the most beautiful woman in the room.

I owe you an apology.

I never meant to publicly embarrass you

after writing "After".

- And I'm so sorry. - I know, I know.

It was wrong to publish it without your permission

and I know that now.

I really hurt you, Tess, and I'm sorry.

I'm really proud of you.

Thank you.

Will everyone please take your seats?

It's time for the toasts.

For my 21st.

It's the only one.

Hardin?

You know I almost didn't take this best man gig

because I knew I'd have to do this

and gush about my feelings for the two of you.

And we all know I hate to divulge these days.

All right, get to the point.

When I first met Landon,

I instantly hated him.

- Oh, boy. - And I was jealous.

He had everything I ever wanted in life.

He had a loving family, I mean, he had plans for his future.

And, well, now, now he has a beautiful,

amazing, talented wife, Nora.

But I have to admit,

I relished in watching you guys' relationship unfold.

At the start when Nora used to come over,

Landon would go from being the smartest guy in the room

to being a blithering idiot

who just couldn't string sentences together.

But he found his way,

and the next thing I knew, you were both head over heels,

walking into walls at the thought of each other.

That did happen.

You two will never know how lucky you are

to spend the rest of your lives

with the other half of your soul...

..until you've had to spend your life without them.

So, um, to walking into walls.

Congratulations, guys.

Nora, you've made an excellent choice with this...

..with this guy and... and I love you both.

Thanks.

Cheers.

You can't just talk about us like that.

About our souls.

Why not?

Because... Be...

Because it's too hard.

Because you do it all the time in interviews and...

I'm sorry.

I've just been trying to get your attention.

You really piss me off.

Are you sure?

I love you.

I like that.

Oh, Tessa.

We're a mess.

You know, I'm beginning to think we're not.

Can I say something?

Since when do you ask?

I'm sorry that I pulled away from you

after I read your manuscript.

Tess, I didn't handle it right.

I was just so worried

what people would think about...

..me... or... us.

But I choose you.

We're inevitable.

Yeah, we are.

We are.

I can't imagine living another moment

on this earth without you by my side, Tess.

I fucking love you so much.

I wanna marry you. Do you...

Theresa Lynn Young...

..will you marry me?

Yeah?

Yeah? Yeah?

Someday.

Yeah, yeah, we'll go somewhere nice

to eat when you get here.

All right then, Mum, have a safe flight.

I love you lots and I'll see you soon.

- I'm home. - Hi.

Hiya.