Chapter Thirty-Seven: Ill's End

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Hyperion Heights, Seattle...

Henry: Jacinda's eyes fell tiredly over her daughter's numb body, the weight of tears being too heavy to bear fell over the little olive tone skin girl's body.

Still confused about the blood test results and a secret past between Jack and Ella, I put my proud and feelings aside, stepping inside Jacinda's intimate bubble, placed my hand above hers, inspiring strength and hope.

"It will be okay, Lucy is a tough girl. The surgery is a good plan." 

"I know...If this happened earlier, I wouldn't have much hope, but now I do, thanks to you and Luce. Henry, I need to thank you for everything you did for her. You brought a whole new world filled with belief and I was too stubborn to see how important that was for her, but now I do. It's not about the fairytales or the magical nonsense. It's all about the belief in a happy ending, even when things are tough. Hope isn't weakness, now I see that's one of the rarest magic in this world and possibly the only one."

"You don't have to thank me, it was my purpose to bring hope to people's lives with my writing, I'm just happy I could do it..." I sighed, holding Jacinda's hand strongly and teasing her with a friendly smile.

"You know? Of all the silly things Lucy believed, you being her father is the one that makes sense the most." An awkwardness fell on the room's atmosphere, as my mind evoked all the doubts and fears regarding my real non biological connection to the girl and the shady secrets Ella hid.

"I mean...You're a father figure!" Jacinda said, feeling my embarrassment.

"Yeah, I picked up on that." I smiled, cutting through the glass. "I'm lucky to have met you." I promised, confessing something that I knew to be true no matter what.

Our conversation was tender, simple and sweet, and as our eyes locked in a friendly gaze, something else distracted us. A big multicolored wave of magic whisked the heavy air away, breathing magic inside our lungs and awakening the spark of the land without magic's grayness, allowing this God forsaken world to remember what it was to be special.

After the magic wave hit us, I opened my eyes and flickered them in fast seconds, looking at everything around and realizing how the curse was broken.

"Henry?" Jacinda asked me, holding my hand strongly and widening her eyes as they almost expelled.

"Ella?" I called the brunette's real name and she kept looking at me, confused, yet finding sense in the lovely buried memories that swept her brain little by little. It was all coming back, the fairytale we lost!

"Henry...I remember! It's real..." She sighed, with a deep smile, as more memories came to the surface.

"Yeah, it is. God, I've missed you!" I whispered, hugging her body deeply because apart from the mess our relationship was in and everything that had been through, I truly missed Ella and the family we were to one another.

"I missed you too." The brunette confessed, as her eyes shut down and arms wrapped around my wide body.

"Guys, what's happening?" A child like voice asked, awaking from the numb sleep she was trapped in.

"Lucy?!" Me and Ella asked in unison, looking deep at our little girl's brown eyes. "You're okay!" The brunette screamed in jubilee, holding to her little body, as I rushed to meet their warm bubble as well and mimic my ex-wife's gesture.

"I missed you so much, baby!"

"Me too, dad." Lucy confessed, looking deep at my forest green like eyes and smiling, for she remembered the fairytale we lost as well and everything was set into place. 

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