The same roof 3|| HEROPHINE

sixty-eight: perfect ending

꧁ Josephine's POV ꧂

Here i am finally kissing my no longer fiancé.
I'm kissing my husband.
I can't stop trembling underneath his lips.

He is back.

My Hero is back.

He remembers of me.

He remembers of us.

He remembers of our first moments, our stares, our touches, our kisses, our fights.

He remembers.

I was already surrendered to the thought of a brutal destiny where he couldn't remember of the beginning of our story.

I'm not gonna lie, that thought pursued me everyday making me feel so sad and no be grateful that he is alive and nothing too bad happened in the accident.

When he steps back and looks into my eyes it seems like I just step out of my little bubble full of my thoughts and then I hear everyone cheering us and clapping their hands.

Im married from just  one minute and even the air that I'm breathing seems different. Maybe are just the many emotions in my body.
He gently grabs my hand making our fingers twist and finally heading to the car that will bring us to the party location.
He waves at his friends like I do with mine and then we get on the white, old style car.

꧁ Hero's POV ꧂

I can feel her eyes on me and since she literally looks like a princess it turns me on even more.

"What?" I ask once I'm driving and we're no longer stucked in the huge crowd of fan and paparazzi that were outside the gates.

I take her hand, interlock my fingers to hers and place my lips on her knuckles.

"It feel like a dream." she says a bit disbelief.
I giggle seeing her face that looks like a baby daydreaming.
"You are a dream baby." I say taking my eyes off the road just for a brief second.
"Oh babe, you look hotter than ever." she says while she reach the back of my head and starts to run her fingers thought the hair on the back of my head.

Her touch gives this much pleasure that I wish I could close my eyes right now.

"Do you know which dress reminds me this dress?" I say pointing her stunning wedding dress, that by the way, she couldn't pick better. She literally made me breach down in front of almost hundreds of people to not talk the many instagram stories that will be up right now on guests profiles.
I see a spark cross in her eyes. She's curious.
"No which one?" she asks wish a flattered smirk that I can see with the corner of my eyes while her fingers are still playing with my hair.
"The light blue one that you put on at the Harper's." I tell her and I see her eyes go wide.

I give her a minute knowing that it's not easy to take this one. To be honest I don't know how she managed to not ask me any question about my memory on the aisle.

"You remember everything everything." she says.
"I thought there wasn't any doubts after my promises on the aisle." I say giggling.
"How did you got your memory back? When and why you didn't tell me?" she asks finally letting out the many questions that were on her mind.
I giggle leaning my head into her hand that I placed on my cheek.
"Which one do you want me to answer first?" I ask her giggling.
"Answer in order." she says rolling her eyes not happy of my little jokes in a real important moment for her. The moment of truth.

How did I got my memory back?

To be honest after few days that I got back from the hospital I started remembering little things but I didn't really got to remember about us and our story.
Almost every couple days I started getting little flashbacks were Scar were in them and sometimes I got to remember things in a form of dreams and sometimes I got to ask my mom or Mercy for a confirmation if the thing that I dreamed of was a real thing or just a dream that my mind made up.