5 years later...
A bright flash lit up the room as the logs in the hearth were engulfed in flames. Music fiddled and the sound of footsteps patting upon the floor was in sync with the beat. I glanced at Herbert, oh Herbert, his eyes had never been so focused before now as he glared into those of his wife, Clara. I matched this look as I gazed into the eyes of my new wife, Estella Abel Pirrip. This was not the same girl that I had once played cards with when I was six years old. I met this woman the night she approached me in the garden of the Satis House. Ever since that moment I did not see her as the young and rude Estella, but as my loving and gentle hearted wife. Our wedding day was the day that she had changed her name. After I had made her aware of her recently deceased father and my mysterious benefactor, Abel Magwitch, she decided to take not only my last name but to take the name Abel as well. She proclaimed this change as her escape of her past, specifically Ms. Havisham. Ever since the night we met in the garden she has been a different girl, the chains that were once wrapped around her heart had released allowing her to finally love. I was convinced that we could never be together and that it was not meant to be, but now I could not imagine my existence without her. We moved back to London along with Joe and Biddy. Joe opened a smithy there where I now work by his side. Little Pip is 6 years old now and is one of the greatest joys of my life. We spend time with each other four days a week doing whatever his imagination can dream of. Our time usually consists of riding our bikes into town and visiting the Nichols Market. He likes to wander through the endless aisles and look at all of the flowers and trinkets that are for sale there. A group of ladies there always have different samples of bread there that they rely on for him to test. He has become rather fond of those women. I can not say that Joe and Biddy are always the happiest when I return him home after spoiling him all day, but they appreciate the love I share for him. Life without the presence of these people would not be possible to me anymore. Although all great dances must come to an end, I feel as if this one will last forever.
