Chapter 23: Still mine.

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August 24th, 2012

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August 24th, 2012. 11:58 A.M.

It had't been but half a year later that Bianca heard wedding bells, only they weren't for her. For a surprised twist of fate they rang for her own daughter Macy. Mike had proposed to her a while back, so out of the blue that nobody knew they were even together. It had shocked everyone so much. 

Now Macy stood laced in all white, readying herself to walk down that aisle to her own prince charming. On the other side, Dean held Delia tight with their baby boy and Bianca's first grandson, Louis. 

Dallas and Bianca stood shoulder to shoulder, "I can't stop them from living, like my mother couldn't stop me from running away with you." she muttered, deep down she held the time she spent with him close to her heart. It was her daughters time to experience everything for themselves. 

Before all the pain started, it was bliss, the kind that triumphs over all else. Bianca pulls the ring that he proposed to her, it shined red like the first time Dallas laid eyes on it. "You kept it all this time." he said, he couldn't stop himself from looking at it. 

"I've never seen anything as beautiful in my life." she gushed, remembering that time he pulled it out. In that moment she began to ask herself if he really did love her all along. They'd been friends for their entire lives and this was the first time she questioned it all. 

Bianca found it funny how they did a full circle, but was glad it ended this way. Most of all she was glad to be blessed with two more children from Paul, who was being so great about everything. He had always been a swell guy, and she loved him unconditionally for that. 

Dallas Winston to this very day intrigued her in more ways than ever. Since meeting as school yard children, to full blown adults and grandparents. With feelings so intense she clung to him, like it was the last time. Who would've known that all those years ago their friendship would blossom into this. 

Time can do so much... 

The End.

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