EPILOGUE

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Hello there everyone!

I hope y'all had a good summer vacation. 

Today the monsoon starts and I'm so excited.

So sorry that I took so much time just for the epilogue but I gotta say, I was pushing it away so that I get more time with my book. It's not easy to just end the story but every story comes to an end and this one has a happy ending. 

So here it is!

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THEA'S POV:

If I say that my life is full of happiness and there isn't an ounce of sadness lingering around then it wouldn't be true because life is anything but a rainbow and bursts of sunshine. And honestly, how are we supposed to know when the happy days slide in leaving behind the sadness in the puddle of dirt?

No one knows! Things just start getting tolerable with the help of hope and how you look at it.

Perhaps there is something to do with the perception of how you see your days. Sometimes your saddest day can also be happy if someone pushes you to keep fighting and sometimes the happiest day also feels hollow because there isn't anyone to celebrate with it.

The world says, "It's your battle, you have to fight alone." Well, fuck that because it's not true. As much as we say we have fought and survived the darkest days all alone, we know it's just the half-truth. There's always someone who keeps pushing us, they might not always be visible, but we always have them who believe in us more than us. For some people, it's God and its divine energy, but those who are lucky get their God in the form of a friend, a parent, a mentor, or a lover.

In my case, I was lucky. Maybe I'm God's favorite since he sent Emric into my life who had all the intention to stay even when he couldn't physically be with me. My man. Yes, I've been head over heels in love with him since my childhood days, but Emric took an oath to love me as if it's why he was born.

Love is said to be the simplest thing in this world. It either makes you or destroys you. Emric and I have been through both phases of love. However, now things are better. We are better. Love is better.

It's been six months since I proposed to him with a paper ring. So silly of me! But that's the beauty of love, even silly things feel special. Life finally feels sufferable with Emric by my side.

It's our first summer vacation to Lake House as a family and I'm expecting a proposal by the end of this vacation. Emric doesn't know that I know and it's an anticipating moment. Every day I practice being surprised when he actually proposes to me because I know he has hidden the ring box in his office backpack. Poor Emric! He might be a high-class lawyer but doesn't know how to hide his shit. I hadn't opened it yet. I'm showing some respect for his well-planned future proposal.

I've already started with our wedding's Pinterest board. I want it to be a small wedding with my family and close ones here, at my Lake House.

"Mumma, come play with me." Rose tucked on my dress, bringing me back from my thoughts.

I smiled at her two piggy tails. "Weren't you supposed to play with Emric?" I asked, wiping the little sweat drops off her forehead. "You guys hardly ever ask me to play" I pouted but she continued mischievously grinning. "Rose? What is it? Where is Emric?"

She shrugged, running around me. "Are you two pranking me again?" The last time they put ketchup in my oatmeal and before that, they mixed my whites with colorful clothes and now I have tye-dyed bras and socks.

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