One Last Kiss {Book Three}

Epilogue

***Last chapter! I'm so happy you guys decided to stick around with me for this long ***

*Five years later*
~Brendon's Point of View~

Her dark golden curls bounced on her shoulders as she ran around the living room, giggling and throwing her new stuffed fox into the air. A smile spread wide across her face. I could watch her for forever. She had so much innocence and laughter within her. So much beauty in one tiny body. And I'm so happy to call her my daughter.

"Melody." I called over to her. She stopped in her tracks and turned her head in my direction, her big brown eyes glowing with excitement. "You still have another present from me, ya goof."

She hopped over to me and took the small gift box from my hand, all the while, never letting go of her fox. Her tiny fingers ripped through the wrapping paper, reveling a small jewelry box. She opened the lid and a squeal came out of her mouth.

"Its just like mommy's!" She glanced up at me and smiles. It was the music note necklace I had given to Hannah when we were teenagers. She told me she had wanted to give it to our child if we had a girl. And I don't think I could have had it any other way.

There were so many memories built within that small piece of metal. Never did I think it would make it through everything we've been through together. And honestly I'm surprised she's kept it all these years. But I thought it best to give it to Melody for her fifth birthday.

"Come here, let me put it on you." She handed me the necklace, hopping up and down with excitement. I had her turn away from me as I placed the necklace around her neck. Once it was clipped, she turned back around and looked down at her chest where the metal rested. "You look beautiful."

Though she was only five years old, you could definitely see that she took more after Hannah. From her hair, to her skinny frame. I think the only thing she got from me was her eyes, even though people say that she took on more of just one of my features. But I didn't see it. To me, she was a miniature Hannah, and I honestly couldn't have asked for anything better.

"Alright Melody." I smiled down at her, whom was still in awe over her mothers necklace. "Go get dressed and we're going to go to Uncle Ryan's house today." Her head lifted upwards and she smiled even more. "I left an outfit on your bed."

She squealed with joy as she practically ran up the stairs. She hasn't seen Ryan is a few months, so I thought it would be good for the both of them.

"Daddy!" She yelled from the top of the stairs. I got up off the couch and walked over towards the bottom, looking up at her. It had only taken her a matter of two minutes to put on her black and pink pajama pants and her bright pink long sleeved shirt with a butterfly print on the front. Definitely not the outfit I had placed on her bed. And she hated that shirt. She wasn't a big fan of pink to begin with. Honestly I think she only wore it to spit not having to wear what I put out for her. "Catch me!" She jumped down step by step until she was just close enough to jump into my arms.

I let out a laugh as she was just a giggling mess in my arms as I carried her back upstairs into her room. Letting go of my grip on her, she plopped down onto her bed. And I noticed the clothes that I had lied out for her earlier weren't on her bed anymore, but under it. It was as if she were trying to hide it.