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Epilogue

"Thank you, my love, for everything you have given me."

Bellamy's Point of View

Five years later

I thanked my assistant and sipped the coffee she had brought up for me. "No problem, Sir. Don't forget you have a meeting in thirty minutes and interview with the new employee at three thirty. So after your meeting." She reminded me. "I think you'll really like her." I smiled at her and she ran off.

I walked into my office and took a seat at my desk. I logged onto my computer and saw many emails. I had thirty minutes to kill. I replied to the emails and left a few unread. Those including something about my upcoming interview with my new employee.

I knew how this system worked. Hanna, my assistant, would interview them a first time then if they are worthy enough, have them come in for a second interview with me. It's a very easy process and almost always results in having the best employees. Also, it saves me time. I can work on my business while Hanna searches for new people to hire. Hanna is a real people person.

After responding to emails, I got up and started brushing off all the "dirt" off my suit. I made my way to the meeting room, saying good morning to my employees. When I arrived at the conference room many people were already waiting for me. "Hi everybody." I said casually which releases the high tension in the room, presumably from the interns watching. They all replied and I took a seat at the head of the table. "Let's get started shall we?" They nodded and opened their folders and presented me with ideas of how to expand the business and which companies want to collaborate and which we can benefit from collaborating with.

The meeting was normal, nothing too special about it. Interns and assistants silently left the room as the conversation grew to be more confidential, and the men and woman around me treated me with respect which I'm grateful for. When the meeting ended I left the conference room and went down to the lobby to call up the person I'm interviewing. Hanna said she'd be wearing blue and be sitting by the main window.

I walked into the room and looked to the main window. There a girl with braided bright red hair sat, her nose in a book. She was indeed wearing blue–a blue dress actually. I walked up to her and adjusted my suit slightly. "Hi," I started again casually. Her head snapped up to me and the breath was knocked right out of my lungs. This girl looked so much like her. So much like Hadley. "I-Are you here for the interview?" She smiled at me.

"Yeah, I'm looking for Bellamy." She said, knowing. Her eyes twinkled in a mischievous way, like she wanted me to feel surprised and wanted to make me feel something, which I did.

"Hadley...?" I asked. She smiled and that was all I needed to see to know it was true. She was here.

My stomach dropped down to my feet. "Hi." Is all I managed to say.

"Hi." She said back. "So should we start the interview?" She asked and I nodded numbly. She remembered.

I licked my dry lips. "You remember?" She pressed her lips into a tight frown.

"I do."

"I missed you, so much." I told her truthfully.

"Me too."

"I still love you. I never stopped."

A faint smile spread on her lips as her eyes glossed over with tears.

"I love you too."

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Hadley's Point of View | nine years later

I pressed the bread with peanut butter on top of the slice of bread with jelly and slid it into a sandwich back. I put the bag into a lunch box and handed it to Blakely. I kissed her on her forehead and she cringed back. "Mom! I'm six now! I'm not a baby anymore!" She wiped her palm across her forehead.