Epilogue

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Sup...So this chapter is each year in Dyl & Luke's relationship. this is the last

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>>Luke
I smiled at Dylann, I was getting a second...okay maybe fourth or third chance. but all that matters is I'm getting my girl.

>> 1 YEAR LATER<<
October 8, 2021
DYLANN: 22
LUKE: 24

I held the small child in my arms, smiling at him. "hello, theo. I'm your daddy." I whispered trying not to let tears fall out. he was mine, he was hers, he was ours. Lyric climbed up next to me and peeked a look at her baby brother.

"daddy, will he take you away from me?" Lyric said with a pained look.

"no, baby girl. he won't. he just needs a little more attention and help. theo is just smaller and is gonna take some time to grow." I explained. theo let out a small yawn, and opened his eyes.

"hi, Leo." lyric said waving.

"no, lyric, it's theo. he's name is Theodore, but we will call him Theo." I whispered.

Dylann came walking in, her pajama covered body and a cup of coffee in her hands. "morning Luke....wait- Luke?!?" she murmured.

I laid theo down, and walked over to my fiancé, her face turned into a happy one. I hugged her and she started crying.

"oh my god, Luke you are such a dork. why aren't you on tour?!" she chimed.

"I have my ways and excuses." I said pulling away.

"how long have you been here?" she whispered.

"since two in the morning." I said smiling and kissing her head.

"how long has Lyric been up?" she lifted an eye brow up.

"since five..." I sighed.

"and theo?"

"seven."

she rolled her eyes and walked to the light brown crib. she pulled out the small baby, and put her nose to his. "is my little man hungry? is he?" Dylann gushed. she gave him a light kiss on his small mouth.

"aww." I laughed. Dylann glared then smiled. she carried the baby downstairs then I took Lyric.

"our little family, lyric, is complete."

the four year old smiled at nodded.

>>3 Years Later<<
June 25, 2024
DYLANN: 24
LUKE: 26
LYRIC: 7
THEO: 3
FELIX: 5 months

>>Dylann.

"no, no, no! Theodore Lucas! no! Lyric Bea Rebecca! stop right now! the baby isn't a toy!please stop!" I cried. tears began sliding down my cheeks. I grabbed both the seven year old girl, and the three year old boy. I had taken both of their hands, and dragged both into their time out corners.

"the baby isn't a toy! he is a baby! you need to stop. now. both of you. daddy isn't here, but I am. you are staying in time out for seven minutes." I growled.

"but mu-" lyric started.

"no buts. when you come out of time out, you will say sorry to Felix." I said.

lyric and theo pouted, then turned around. I walked over to Felix, our five month old baby, and picked him up. I felt the tears become and frequent drip. then it came all at once. I put Felix in his crib, and turned on the mobile.

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