Falling in Love With The Other Kind ( An Andrew Garfield Love Story) {EDITED}

*Edited* Chapter 19 - Happily Ever After

Mia's POV

It'd been two weeks since the battle. Since we last saw the boys. Zoe and I spent most of our time helping restore the realm as we are the current reigning queens. The kingdom soon went back it's beautiful look along with everywhere else. The sirens were all quickly taken to the Under Realm by Diado himself, saying he'd been waiting for them.

Today was the day. The funeral for mine and Zoe's dads. The royal designers came when the sun started to rise to get us ready for the service. We were dressed in fancy white gowns that covered my whole tail. My hair was braided into a bun with flowers surrounding it. I was checking myself out when Zoe walked into the room. We looked identical. 

"You look beautiful," she says.

"You do too Zo," I reply. 

She looks at me with tear filled eyes and I pull her in for a hug.

"It's going to be alright girly. They now get to rest and be with our moms," I tell her. 

She nods her head against my chest. 

"Now, let's go out there and be strong for our family and for the others who also suffered. Okay?" I ask.

"Okay," Zoe answers. 

We both, holding hands, exit the room to the front garden where the funeral was being held.

All our aunts, uncles and cousins from near and far were there. They comforted us and tried to stay strong.

Everything went as planned, they were buried next to our mothers. I could help but cry over the fact that both my parents were gone forever. But I mean, who wouldn't cry? Zoe and I were swimming back to our rooms when a familiar voice stopped us. 

"Girls!" 

It was Hermey.

"Yes Herms?" Zoe says.

"Go and check your life books."

"Why?" I ask him.

"Just go my darlings and check out your fathers too." Hermey then leaves.

"Why not? We already know what's going to happen anyways," Zoe states.

"Then let's go."

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Zoe's POV

We entered the royal library and all the memories of when we first got our life book flooded my brain. 

"Let's look at our dads' first," Mia suggests.

"Sure." I grab my dads book and Mia grabs her fathers. 

We also get out own but leave them to the side. We place the books on a large table in the middle of the library.

"Open them on three?" Mia says. 

I nod.

"One,

Two,

Three!" 

We open the books and our dads lives flash before our eyes from when the were babies to when they were first crowned kings to when they got married and had us. The scene of the battle comes up and I can hardly look. That when it flashes to another scene, to the present. I feel tears welling up in my eyes. It was my mom and dad together. Smiling, laughing, acting as though they were falling in love all over again. I guess dad and mom found each other after all. They looked so happy. I slowly close the book and smile to myself. I look at Mia. She nods toward our books. I give her hers and take mine. We both open them and go through the same things we did on our eighteenth birthday except when it came to the part when our death was. It...