EIGHT YEARS LATER
It's been eight years since Pedri and I started dating again, four since we got married, and two since I had our twins.
Our girl was called Anastasia, since I'd been in love with her story since I was a little girl, and our boy was called Andrés since his idol growing up was Iniesta.
It was currently 2030, and Pedri was playing the world cup final, Spain against England.
The score was currently 3-1 in favor of Spain and there were five minutes left which was leaving us very hopeful.
A few moments later we heard the ref's whistle, saying the game was officially over and once I was certain that our kids were with my Pedri's parents, I ran down to the field and jumped into Pedri's arms. He picked me up and swung me around as he cheered.
He was ecstatic and so was I. "I hope you know you have made me the proudest wife in the world." I said as I pulled him into a kiss.
He deepened the kiss for a moment before we heard my dad. "I know you two are married and all, but I'd prefer if you two made me grandchildren in private." he said as he pulled Pedri into a hug.
My dad had decided against coaching the Argentinian national team, knowing that it would bring him a lot of unnecessary pressure from people all around the world and stayed coaching only at Barca alone ever since Xavi had decided to leave.
Despite his leave we were still super close with him, and I would go out to lunch with him every other month to catch up since he really was like family to me growing up.
Thiago was now playing at Barcelona and the Argentinian national team while Mateo is playing with the B team for both. And Ciro had decided against the football life and is instead studying medicine in the United States since they have better colleges.
However, at this moment, we were all together, celebrating not our own country despite the boys all being born here, but where we grew up and where our family was.
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Guys this is the end. I know this might be rushed or not how you expected it but I've been writing this book for two years now and it really needed to be ended before I started adding unnecessary drama that wouldve made the book twelve times longer.
So thank you for following along with this journey especially if you've been here since the beginning and if you guys want some bonus chapter let me know and I'll make some to try and salvadge this shitty ending that I left.
Again thank you all and I love you guys so so much lmk who else you want me to write about!!!
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