Thin Line

Epilouge

Justin- Age 40

"Dad!" Yells my eight year old daughter, Isabella, before she hides behind me.

"Dad! Isabella took my phone!" My other daughter, Estella, exclaims as she walks into the kitchen.

Estella looks identical to Sierra, her skin is just a little lighter, but she has the same long dark hair and big brown eyes as her mother.

"Isabella, did you take your sister's phone?" I ask her.

"No." She quickly denies.

"Yes she did." Estella insists.

"No I didn't!" Isabella says to her sister.

"Yes you did, now give it to me!" Estella says before grabbing her sister from behind me and prying her phone from her hands. "You should have just left her in India." She says with an eye roll before leaving the room.

"Estella!" I yell at her for saying that to her sister.

Ever since she enter high school, got new friends, and started dating, Estella has become a whole new person, she is hard to recognize anymore, Sierra and I are just assuming that over time she will go back to how she was before. It has to just be a phase.

"I'm sorry she said that." I say to Isabella before hugging her.

When Sierra and I decided we wanted to have children we knew we would need to adopt, many doctors had told us because of her size and history of eating disorders that her getting pregnant was not going to happen.

When Sierra thought she was pregnant we both assumed she was going crazy.

When the doctor confirmed that she was pregnant, there were many risks and the chances of miscarriage or other major issues was very high.

But somehow, Estella and Sierra were both healthy after Estella was born.

After going through all we did with Estella, and what doctors have said, we knew that if we wanted more children, we would need to adopt.

Three years later we adopted Eli from Ethiopia, then three years after that, we adopted Isabella from India.

Sierra and I were both really excited that we could bring these children here for a better life, and we couldn't imagine our household without them.

After Isabella leaves the kitchen, Sierra walks in.

"What is wrong with Estella lately?" She asks me.

"I don't know, she has been really different lately and really mean to Isabella, Eli, and even us." I say to my wife.

My wife.

I had liked Sierra for so many years before I even talked to her, and when I realized that she was struggling with something, I knew I had to help her.

And I couldn't be happier that I was able to help her, nearly twenty three years later we are married and still together.

I couldn't imagine my life without Sierra in it.

Although things are not always easy, I couldn't imagine my life being any other way.

Also, Estella is going to be the main character of another book of mine, I have had the idea for that book for awhile, and I just decided to make her the main character for some reason, it really has no correlation to this book at all, I just didn't want to let go of Sierra and Justin yet, so I changed Estella's last name and made them her parents even though she was originally going to have two moms, I just am not ready to let Sierra and Justin go, so I just kind of threw them in that book as parents.

Guys. I'm crying. This is it. But next update will be that the sequel/spinoff is up, so it's not too depressing.

Also, just so everyone knows, I got in a car with someone who bought their own BMW, cash, at 17, with their own money, and I didn't die.

I don't know how either.

Or why I got in the car.

But it was fun.

He's really interesting to talk to, considering the fact that his outfits are never under $2,500, between his Gucci belt, $800 coat, black diamond watch, and just everything.

But let's just appreciate my favorite thing said by the person who makes English class not miserable:

"Once, when I was a kid, I put popcorn in soda and drank it. One less step."

One less step.

Chris makes English class worth going to.

One less step.