In Dire Need of Cessation

E P I L O G U E

This is it, the final chapter. I'm sorry if it feels rushed, I only finished it a few days ago, as I needed to complete this book before I go on holiday. I'll see you on the other side! 

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Summer of 2017:

The summer evening sun slanted skilfully between the dense branches above me and Bella, creating shapes of butterscotch golden beneath our feet. Specks of white amid the thick green grass invited the temptation to create daisy chains, which would later rest upon the many gravestones Bella and I were currently gazing at.

The two of us wanted to enjoy this rare clear evening in Forks, and our journey began with visiting her children and checking the growth of the flowers Esme and Bella had planted last week. This past year, the two women had made it their project to embellish and brighten the private cemetery. This consisted of hundreds of flowers coming and going, along with replacements of the gravestones. Once before, this cemetery was an icon for the mourning and loss that had partaken here, but now, it was a symbol of new beginnings, peace, and respect. The soft pinks, sapphire blues, pineapple yellows, and lavender purples were everywhere, rooting from all directions and making the cemetery unrecognizable from when I had first visited.

The cemetery was only one of their assignments, for the front and back garden had been in development too. I wasn't surprised at the beauty as an outcome.

The skeleton of the house had veins of bubble-gum rose-vines winding around it, pumping life steadily through the house as if the bundles of pink were the needed organs this house relied on. Emmett received the extended swimming pool he pleaded for at the front of the house, whilst Rosalie was currently beginning the plans for a garage to be built- something she thought would be beneficial, especially in the miserable weather of Forks.

All in all, the craning cherry blossoms, plum trees, sweeping willows over the manmade pond at the back, joyous tenants, and crates of flowers, made the house friendly, inviting, and warm.

"When's the water fountain arriving?" I asked Bella, as she had the perfect idea of a small water feature to be situated near the entrance of the cemetery.

"They said it'll be here Tuesday," she replied as she pulled a brown lock behind here ear whilst skipping her golden eyes onto me. "Where'd you like to go next? Back up the mountain?" she smiled at me, as I thought about how she had been modernizing her speech with the help of her many lessons.

Whenever we could, I was lecturing Bella over the things she had missed, knowing she would need this information when we would one day enroll into another high school. It was mostly easy educating a vampire, as nothing needed to be jotted down. I could say a fact, and then Bella could easy store it into a compartment in that brain of hers.

"Why not the meadow? I have a surprise for you," I replied, ignoring the bright burning in my pocket as my surprise made itself known.

"Edward," she huffed with her ever-growing smile but a frown still emerged, which created a small 'v' on her forehead. I merely shook my head, grinning knowingly and tugging her hand as I stepped toward the break of trees to exit this cemetery.

The idea of this upcoming event had been in my mind for such a long time, making sneaky smiles creep onto my lips, and my heart squeeze in anticipation and desire. Ultimately, it was what had influenced me to rummage through my old trunk of personal belongings and fish something my mother had given to me for when the time came.

Originally, when the thought had unfolded in my mind, I had visited Carlisle, my father, my mentor, a man who I asked for advice when I didn't know how to proceed. As how did I propose to the woman who I was head over heels for? The thought of something so significant made a zoo of butterflies explode in my stomach, as well as my mind contract with the pressure to make it perfect. I would not settle for anything less.