The Bad Boy's Princess #Wattys2016

Epilogue

Olivia's POV

10/08/26

Its been 10 years since this journal was started, and I think its time to end it now.

Here goes my last entry for this journal, and after this, it would be thrown into the Aegeon Sea, just like I said, after starting this journal.

Yesterday, I went to Jake and Alisha's wedding. I wore a Valentino dress, which was the first gift I had got from Harry.

I have not written anything about Harry because, I didn't know how to confess my feelings for him to you. Maybe, I was so lost in my own space, that I had forgotten how to love someone and let them enter my life. I don't know. I have to make one more confession to you.

I married Harry.

Yes. I DID MARRY SOMEONE.

I am writing this on my way to our honeymoon to Greece, a place where we both wanted to visit but, never did.

Harry was the one who made my life beautiful again, yet he couldn't fill in the blank space that you left. It has been two years now, since you went and I still cry every night, for it was my mistake that made you leave this beautiful world, which had once turned hell for me.

I loved you, I loved you so damn much. I would never, ever forget you.

I met Harry at Nando's when I had finally decided to go out once for myself, after you were gone. He was sitting by his friend Sam, who was eating some chicken. He met his eyes with me, and I don't know what struck to him, that he always kept following me, wherever I went.

He confessed his feelings for me in the park, the park in which we had last gone after you left.

From the start, Harry treated me well, I knew it, even though I had very little experienced in those things. He took me to many dates and then one day, in Nando's he proposed to me. I agreed, obviously, since I had accomplished what all I wanted.

We decided to have the marriage, five days later to Jake's, just because Jake said so. And Harry agreed. I still laugh at the thought.

Jake being mine and Harry's best friend, was Harry's man of honour, and Aarshia, being my maid of honour.

I know I never mentioned this to you, but Aarshia will never ever ever replace you. I love you so damn much, till now.

Aarshia and Joe are still living-in. Despite of many attempts of mine, they still don't get married.

Casper has found a girl, she resembles you so much. Her name is Sapphire. Maybe this was meant for him. He still loves you, but he had to move on. I insisted him to.

Harry is looking at what I am writing me, his glass of mixed fruit juice is shaking too. He might spill the juice on this book, and I surely don't want that to happen. He's just upset that I haven't given him a kiss after the wedding. Cheeky bastard, he is.

Anyways, I bud you farewell from this book, but you will always be in my heart.

I still blame myself for all that happened to you, so I got myself a tattoo of the screw on my wrist, that would always keep us together, the one which we had decided we would get when you would come here.

I love. I would always love you. I'm sorry. I still wait to meet you at the end of this life. I hope you are happy in heaven, and you have found Amy Winehouse, to give you company, like you always wanted to.

I love you Scarlett, I always will.

Your Liv.