My Darling | Chalastor ✔

Epilogue

Today is the day where a Charlie's parents decided to come over and have a nice meal with us both. Meanwhile Charlie was setting up the kitchen and reading the dinning table, I was upstairs looking for one of my best outfits to wear. I was between a nice wine with black vertical lines all over it or a red scarlet tux with vertical red dark stripes.

I couldn't choose the tux so, I headed into the shower to get refreshed. The feeling of being overwhelmed is getting to me, second by second. The doctor has removed the oxygen tank, meaning that I'm free. The water poured down my face, sending tingles down my spine, rushing it's way to the bottom. It wasn't long before Charlie called for my name to take Elizabeth out for a stroll. I moved a more rapid pace out of the shower to the closet.

After a period of time, I was outside strolling my bouncing, baby girl. I had Razzel and Dazzel by my sides, playing rough with each other. I smiled and walked with one foot in front of the other.

Why do I feel so happy all of the sudden?.

Is it because I have a baby girl?

Is it because I have a cheerful and wonderful wife?

Out of all the possibilities of having a different ending, I never expected this ending.

This is the start of a new beginning for us.

For Elizabeth, Charlie, Razzel, Dazzel, and me..

I'm glad I meet Charlie. She made me feel a way I never felt before.

I'm just glad this chapter is over, and a new one is soon to be open.

As soon as the stroll was over, I ran up the stairs and changed into the wine colored tux. I sipped on my dress shoes and tighten up my bow tie located close to the lower part of my neck, hooked in the shirt underneath the tux. I brushed my hair with my fingers, loosing my hair up to look "fashionable" so I would make a better impression.

I hopped downstairs, reaching the kitchen. I admired the way Charlie worked very hard to make the place impecable. Every detail she made in the kitchen, made me feel a tingle inside. I lean against the counter, with arms crossed, and observed my wife. She was so concentrated, that she made me feel special in a way.

"Darling, why don't you get ready. I'll tidy up here." I say in a charming voice, approaching her ear. I place my hands on her waist and twist her around, making her look at me. She painted from the tiredness from what she accomplished. She had a rag on her left shoulder and another one in her hand, including a bottle of cleaning in her front pocket of her apron.

"Are you sure? That'll help me a lot!" She said, full of tiredness. I chuckled and nodded. She threw the rags in the sink and gave me a big hug, following up by a kiss on the cheek. She ran up the stairs, still having her apron on, making me laugh. I slip off my tux and roll up my sleeves so I could finish my wife's job.