To Girls You've Ever Loved | ✔️

Epilogue

It was our first day together after being occupied with work. We went to the nearest beach in Ludington. We traveled to go here since this was the place I've thought about visiting. Dallas and I were basically a long distance couple, it was so hard to maintain the balance between our time together and work. The workload was so much as I got more partnerships some brands offered me to do. I will be spending my whole month working in Toronto, for Magda. It was chosen as the designated place to take the cover pictures. Fortunately, I have been chosen to be the cover of Magda. That was the first time I will be meeting Katherine after a while.

I had always craved the fizzy drink I had always liked, so I went to the trunk of the car and opened the ice box. I had always craved things I haven't thought of eating such as s'mores. I mean I get that I must have missed s'mores but I had no clue on why. I always liked the taste of biscuits that go well with the roasted marshmallow. Dallas always satisfied my wants to eat, like when I craved a garlic pesto pasta. He cooked it for me instantly as I was hungry late in the morning, I think it was around two A.M?

I looked at Dallas, and we watched the sunset. We watched it disappear below the horizon, we could hear the waves beating each other strongly rushing to the sand. Dallas grabbed the palm of my hands, and dragged me to play near the sand where the water erodes to the sand. "Is this what you call fun Dallas?" I laughed as we ran, with our feets colliding with the sand. "It is, love." I laughed, and we quickly sat on the beach sand, somewhere closer to the part where the water backwashes.
I rested my head on his shoulder, and our day together ended like that.

It was the time of our shoot here in Toronto. I took a good nap until ww arrived. I felt so nauseous every minute, I wasn't feeling well at all. "Are you okay?" Katherine patted my shoulders. I couldn't delay the shoot, just because of me not feeling well. I quickly got all dressed up and got my makeup on. I was wearing a pink Parisian chic fit, as I wore Gucci leather heels prepared for me. I quickly posed into different movements of my body, as the photographer threw praises on how natural I looked and posed and that I vibrated the vibes of a "model".
The photoshoot quickly finished and I looked at the time. Katherine grabbed my elbows, and brought me close to the bathroom. She leisurely held out a pregnancy test, and flusteredly handed it to me. To me?
"I think you're pregnant girl.." I looked at her in such a distrustful look. I knew it wasn't possible since we last had sex last month. "I think I'm not, Katherine."
I disagreed with her impulsive thought, but she persuaded me. "Just try, it's not wrong to try it.. Right?" She looked at me tensely, and her voice sounded so unsteady.

I took the pregnancy and got out, I covered it. I looked in horror, and a bit of triumph.
I was pregnant.
"I fucking told you! I was right." I looked at her, and tears of joy started to make its way out of my eyes. It was tears of joy that started to fall down. "I'm pregnant Kat! I'm pregnant!" I hugged her tightly as we jumped together.
"Are you gonna tell Dallas?" She asked me. I probably will, but in a way I want to make him feel jubilant. I kept the pregnancy test, and quickly went back home with Katherine.

Dallas called me, and asked me out of concern on how I was doing. "I'm doing fine here!" I smiled as I took a look at the pregnancy test, peeking out of my bag.
"Should we meet?" He took a momentary break. "I fucking miss you Dahlia."
"We can, tomorrow. I'm gonna head to the airport and fly to Detroit now."

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A few days later

It was the day where I was gonna have an interview about being the newest cover of Magda's magazine. I prepared myself and carefully sat at the seat as I got called out by the interviewer.
"How are you doing, MS. Dahlia?" the interviewer asked me sincerely.
"I'm doing absolutely fine! I'm glad I had the opportunity to take such interviews like this." The interview went on and on, we talked about what difficulties did the team face as we had our shoot in Toronto. We also talked about my experience as a media star just dreaming to become Magda's cover when I was older, and how much I had to sacrifice. I also gave my thoughts about the cooperation and team-building I had with the team of Magda. The interview was almost gonna finish, and I looked at Dallas who just recently arrived. He looked like he hurriedly came to the interview, his hair was a mess and his tie wasn't properly aligned in his collar.

"Is there anyone you have to be thankful for?" the interviewer asked me. I let silence pass, and I finally spoke.
"I want to thank my parents in the Philippines, and my mother who's currently in Canada. I'm sorry I couldn't visit you when I was in Toronto. And.."

I stopped and exchanged glances with Dallas. He was smiling the whole time at me.
"I would like to thank the man of my life, Dallas Everett and our unborn baby."

I heard the chatter that I created, they immediately started cheering me up but I had my eyes on him.
To Dallas.
He looked at me in surprise, he wanted to extend his arms and run to me as he wanted to embrace me. Though, Katherine stopped him and whispered something. He was covering his eyes as tears started to well down on his cheek.
The interview had finished and he hurriedly ran to me, and embraced me. "You're pregnant?" as he whispered. "I am. Surprise." as I held my hands in his back, rubbing it in circles. "You didn't tell me Dahlia. I'm so happy." We held hands, and closed the distance of our foreheads.
It was our happiest moment together – welcoming our unborn child.

Since sixteen, I met him and thought it was our last time encountering each other. I always thought the happiest endings were like this: welcoming our unborn child, and Dallas making our house. All those illusions ran in my mind, and it made me elated.
I knew I'd always find Dallas, playing soon with our child and there I am playing my favorite song then hits the part where I realized goodbye's dont really mean farewells.

I stopped imagining things till I felt a warm touch. Dallas clung to me, and turned my body. I saw him kneeling, holding out a ring.
"Can you love me forever Dahlia?" I held the ring, and started crying. "Yes.. Yes. Yes!" I mumbled the words slowly and I felt so happy.

"Teenage love taught you there's a good in goodbye."

Since sixteen, I met him and thought it was our last time encountering each other, then I remember what he said to me:
See you tomorrow.

I wrote about you, now I found you. To girls that you've ever loved, I was glad you ended with me.