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Epilogue. - Moving on.

Never have I forgot Brookelle. 

Truthfully, I didn't even understand why she never told me. Years after thinking about this constantly, I realized that she thought this goodbye would be easier.

As surprising as it was, It was much easier.

I finally understood why that night, I saw her pill bottle full of pills. Not one missing. It killed me inside and tugged at my hear knowing she didn't even try and she just gave up. 

I realized then, she didn't give up. 

She did fight. 

She fought for the life of our child.

I had no regrets.

I loved her, with all my heart and more, and she did the same for me.

Brookelle taught me the meaning of love. She was the first girl I have even loved, and as much as I want to that she is the last girl I will ever love, I can't.

Brookelle showed me, that one day in the hospital bed, laying dead and lifeless while in my arms was a living, breathing child, that no matter what happens throughout lifes bumps and pot holes, that love is something you share with everyone.

I didn't know that to be honest. I realized then, I loved Damien like a brother, and Sydney like my sister.

I guess there was a reason she never told me about the Cancer. She didn't want me to mourn over her loss, as she knew me too well.  

I loved Brookelle, and Still love her 7 years later.

5 year's after her death, she showed me how to love again.

I found myself meeting our child, Mystery's friend's mother as she shared a similar experience with me.  Never in these years did I think loving someone else could be possible, yet here I was. Staring into the eyes of another angel. 

We soon wed, and she did indeed become Queen of Australia as I ruled as King.

If only I could tell Brookelle my last and final words on how I loved her so much.

I never did and never plan to bring My new wife, Christina, to my mother's tomb stone.

That is Brookelle's and my place and only shall it be ours.

I know she's looking down on myself and Mystery, watching over us.

As weird as it sounds, I know it's the truth.

I dream of her every single night and wake up thanking her.

Thanking her for showing me love,

true happiness.

She helpt me mature more than I ever thought was possible.

I share memories of Brookelle to everyone I meet, and especially with young Mystery.

Why forget when I can keep her spirit alive?

Her memories guide me through life,

reminding me that there are many journeys through every single one of our lives.  

And that's why I'm here, righting this. story about my journey through meeting this amazing, beautiful girl named Mystery Brookelle James.

Formally known as Brookelle Rosworth.

Live life with no regrets, she would say.

Sincerely,

Aiden Rosworth.