Epilogue

Two years have passed, two years of joy and laughter. Our 7-year-old daughter Sophie is the best sister to her siblings, two-year-old brother Cole and one-year-old sister Belle. Liam built us a house by the lake, and we've been living here peacefully.

I went back to teaching at the Glendale School, made new friends, and loved my life. Liam transferred his clinic to the hospital so that he wouldn't have to travel back and forth if there was an emergency.

My mom and my in-laws have been greatly helpful, especially when I gave birth to my son Cole, and youngest daughter, Belle. They are so in love with our children, they come almost every day, or we go to them.

Our children loved their grandparents so much. They are always excited to visit them. But, looking at my kids, I can't help but think of Collette. If she were alive, our kids could have grown together, and we would watch them fall in love and see them graduate and get married.

I missed her. I will always miss her. She is the sister I asked of God, and she helped write our love story. I always tell my kids about their brave and loving aunt, who sacrificed her life to save their father and give us a second chance.

They would always ask me to tell them our story before going to sleep. Sometimes, Sophie would help me and tell them the fairy tale story of their mother and father.

The two little ones would be so amazed every time their big sister would tell them the story. After Sophie finished telling them the story, little Belle would always say that she also wants a Prince, like daddy, and be a Princess like mommy.

Then, my handsome boy, Cole, would say he would be like his daddy, find his Princess, and slay the dragon as his daddy did.

We were all cooped up in our bedroom when Liam arrived from the hospital. Our kids shouted in excitement and jumped into their father's waiting arms.

" Hey, my little warriors? Have you been good to mommy?" He carried Belle in one arm and Cole in the other while Sophie clung to his legs. They all looked like monkeys clinging to a tree. My heart swelled looking at my family.

Liam has been keeping his promises and staying loyal and devoted to his children and me. He is the best husband and best father to his children.

He makes sure we have food on the table, a roof on our heads, and provide everything we need and more. Then, finally, they came to bed and laid down beside me.

" Hey gorgeous, momma." He kissed my waiting lips, squishing the three between us. They would all chorus an eww, and we will both laugh and tickle them endlessly. This is always the scenario every time their father comes home.

We will tickle them, and their screams and laughter will fill the whole house. This is our life now—the life we owed to our guardian angel above.

We will make sure to cherish this life she gave us and live a life filled with peace, love, and happiness.

The end.

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I want to take this opportunity to thank every one of you, my dear readers, for the love and support you've given me. I hope you've enjoyed my story and get inspired to fall in love and never give up, no matter how unattainable that person is. Live life to the fullest and give praise to God Almighty for giving us this life.

Keep safe, everyone, and again, thank you from the bottom of my heart. God bless us all.