EPILOGUE

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EPILOGUE

All for show

I stand in the delivery room, greatly anticipating the arrival of my little assignment. I’ve read the first parts of The Plan for this one; her name was to be Elizabeth. She is to do great things as a child; have a happy childhood.  I’m glad I was assigned to her; baby Ellie. I chuckle at my habit of nicknaming people. I’m the total opposite of Gaby’s professionalism. To even think he has that trait. I mean, I forgive him for what he did but that can’t be forgotten. I wonder where he is now? The last time I saw him was before my pardoning. After that, he just disappeared. I shake the memory off. Thinking of my fallen angel now would be far too much for me to handle.

Her mother is gorgeous; Sophia had captured my heart when I first saw her portrait on Spencer’s wall. But even despite the hardships of pregnancy, she still managed to look classy while pushing a baby out of her.

Ellie didn’t seem to want to come out yet. So I wait…

After nearly six hours of standing in the corner, hearing Sophia scream in pain. She comes out. I was so excited I started hopping up and down. Her mother was in tears as she held Ellie for the first time. For a split second I came back to the moment my baby was brought out of me. I didn’t get a chance like this. But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Ellie giggles and kicks. I’ve been playing with her ever since she was placed in the nursery along with the other newly born babies. Most of them were quiet, the other angels just stood to the side, shaking their heads at me. They say I expose myself to her too much. But there were some babies who welcomed their happy angels with their toothless grins.

Soon a nurse came by and picked her up to bring her on the glass window.

Spencer’s excited face was eagerly waiting for her. I smile at the view. Spencer was so happy; he nearly pressed his face against the glass. He’d been in London for a photo shoot, when Sophia called him telling him she was in labor, he jumped on the first flight home. He missed the whole thing where the baby comes out and everybody cries their tears of joy, but he’s still crying tears of joy. This is the first time ever he’s seen Ellie. I’m sure he hasn’t even paid a visit to Sophia.

Yes, everything went well. I was a fallen angel, but it was part of The Plan for me. He wanted me to go through everything as to not make any more mistakes. I was assigned to my granddaughter as he guardian. Spencer was the baby that survived my accident. There was a reason I ran into him after all.

Now he was a proud father, marrying the model that broke his heart so many times.

“She’s pretty right?” He said to me, holding the baby in his arms.

“She’s adorable.” I smiled. “Show her my pictures! Tell her I was the best mother anyone could have.” I nagged.

He rolled his eyes, “Yes mother.”

And that was it. I was invisible; I didn’t get the life most of you had.

I died, you see.

I know how.

I know when.

And now I know why.

This was my purpose. I died because I would be a better person for them if I had gone through all of those. He had let me become the best I could be, even if that meant condemning his best angel.

I accept my fate. I am a guardian angel.

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