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Epilogue ♡

Epilogue

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October 2, 2020

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"Peek-a-boo." Emma spoke softly to her daughter, Emery.

Emery giggled and clapped her hands, as her mother smiled down at her.

Emma laughed and kissed the top of Emery's head.

"Bryce!" Emma called.

A wet and shirtless Bryce came running down the stairs.

"What happened? Did your water break?!" He panicked as he examined the room.

You guessed it.

Emma's pregnant!

Emma laughed and flashed him a goofy smile.

"No." She kissed his cheek. "Look, Emery's clapping!"

Bryce turned his attention towards his one year old daughter.

He smiled as he picked her up.

As Emma went to lay on the couch, Bryce followed her.

He sat down beside her and put Emery between them.

"My two girls and soon to be son." Bryce mumbled as he reached for Emma hand.

Emma smirked. "What makes you so sure it's a boy this time?"

Bryce smiled a genuine smile but didn't speak.

After a long pause of silence, Bryce spoke up.

"Have you thought of any names for a girl yet?" He asked.

Emma shook her head no.

"What about a boy?" He looked down at their intertwined fingers.

Emma shook her head no, again.

Bryce nodded as his eyes roamed anywhere but Emma.

"What about Luke?" He suddenly asked.

Emma froze and turned her attention to her husband.

"Bryce, please." Emma sighed.

"No, Emma." He pleaded. "Our babies need to have the most beautiful names. Emery, because you love emeralds. Luke, because you loved a Luke. Why spend your life hating that name, when you can find new ways to love it?"

Emma swiped her thumb across his hand as she nodded.

"I think that's a wonderful idea." She stated.

Bryce nodded in return.

"What about you? If it's a girl, does that mean you'd like to name her after your first love?" Emma wondered.

Bryce chuckled, "I think it would be hard having to live with two Emma."

Not even the smile etched on Emma's lips, or the tears spilling out of her eyes, could explain her love for him.

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Emma and Bryce got married a few years after high school. A year later, Emma was pregnant with Emery. About two years after Emery was born, Luke was born.

They were a little family of four.

They lived in a beautiful house and had just enough money to get by.

They were happy and that's all that matters.

In the end, everything was okay, until one morning...

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"Emery!" Emma yelled from downstairs. "Hurry up or you'll be late for school!" She shouted up at the now 13 year old

11 year old Luke came strolling into the kitchen in only his socks and underwear.

Emma rolled her eyes as she pleaded for him to go get dressed.

"I'll be down in a minute!" Emery yelled.

Emma sighed with a smile as she grabbed her keys.

She grabbed her purse, and slid on her shoes.

She opened the front door and walked out. As she shut the door back, her phone began vibrating.

She walked to her car, put her purse on the hood of her car, and pulled out her phone.

She had a new message.

From: Unknown

I guess I owe you an explanation.

-Luke

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THE END

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❝one day, whether you are 14, 28, or 65, you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. however, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find... is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.❞