End Game

Angel

Valentina's POV.

It's been three years since I left LA for Toronto, it was hard, I think it was the hardest decision I've ever made, I left everything I loved behind, my family, my friends, the Olsens and the love of my life.

When I left the Olsen's house that night my heart hurt like it had never hurt before, I went to Chace's house and told him how I felt, I guess I was confused and thought I loved him or maybe I did but I didn't love him enough.

He was heartbroken but he let me go, today I thank him for it.

The first year was hard, I was all alone. I didn't leave the house, I didn't want to work and everything was torture for me. The second year I met Fran she helps cleaning my house but she has become more than that, she is like a mother to me, she has been there for me every night when I cry myself to sleep hugging me, she stayed every night at my house making sure I was ok. She sometimes asks the chefs if she can be the one to make me breakfast and those days are the most delicious breakfasts I have ever eaten.

She now lives with me, I asked her to do it and she accepted, she has no family like me, so we only have each other and we know the pain that is felt.

Kris and my sisters have been coming to visit me often, they love Fran, Kris and Fran get on quite well and that warms my heart.

She has taught me some Spanish words and she laughs when I mispronounce a word making me laugh with her. She calls me "mi amor" which means my love and she also calls me "mi reina" which means my queen, I call her the same way it's like our thing.

About my work everything is looking good, I have my new perfume out and people love it, I have taken some photos for my business campaigns as well as my sisters.

About the Olsens, I am still in contact with the twins and their parents, they have told me that the company has grown a lot and I am very happy about that, they keep asking for my opinion and advice.

One day the twins called me on FaceTime, they looked excited, that day Ashley told me she was pregnant and I couldn't be happier for her. I was sure she was going to be a great mum, I was genuinely happy for her and her family.

Nine months passed and I received another FaceTime call this time it was Ash, she showed me the baby and he is the most beautiful baby I have ever seen, I congratulated her and gave her my best wishes, his name is Otto and I wish I could travel to LA to meet him but I don't want to ruin this beautiful experience for Lizzie, so I didn't even though Ashley asked me to.

All these years I have sent the Olsens gifts on special occasions, such as birthdays, Father's Day, Mother's Day, Christmas and other holidays, but with Lizzie it has been different. I send her a present two days a week and her sisters deliver them to her, which I have done for the last three years.

I don't know if she likes them or if she receives them or throws them away. The twins don't tell me and I don't ask either, the only thing they tell me is that she is doing better, she is working and she seems to be enjoying her work.

The last two weeks I stopped sending her gifts, I did it because some photos of her with a man kissing came out. That hurt me but I didn't stop sending her gifts because I was hurt or angry. I did it because I want her to be happy and I don't want to tie her to the past. So today I will send my last gift and let her go.
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Lizzie's POV.

Three years, three years since she left, about her because my sisters tell me about her, also because of the letters she sends me, I know she loves to write them and I love to read them.

The twins say she doesn't look happy, they say she fakes a smile every time they FaceTime her. That's sad. Ash told me that the only time he saw her genuinely happy was when she told him she was pregnant and when she saw Otto for the first time.