[For However Long || Book 4]

E P I L O G U E

What are fairy tales? Do they have magic and god mothers? Do they have fancy dresses and a big ball? Do they have wishes and spells?

Or do they have obstacles and hard times, but a love so strong that you'd go through every obstacle and every hard time a million times if you had to if it meant you went through it with the one person who gave you strength the first time?

Why do we love when all it means is tears and fast heartbeats, heartbreaks, and hurt?

We love because without it, we'd have no story to tell. There'd be less smiles and red cheeks, tears mean survival, fast heartbeats are the rush you get from seeing the one you love, heartbreaks teach healing, and how can someone who's never been hurt be strong?

My fairytale is long and detailed, it's not traditional and has many twists. It teaches of strength and courage, durability and faith, all things I've needed to get through. It's been rough, it's been fun, it's been crazy, and unbelievable...

And I wouldn't change a line.