Love Is Dangerous

Epilogue I

Sana's POV

I stared at my reflection in the mirror for what felt like hours. I thought about how my life turned out to be and where I am right now.

I couldn't imagine my life the way it is now. Not even years ago.

I thought I would have a great family, and a great wife. I thought my life was going to be full of happiness and joy, like I've always dreamt it would be in those stories my mom would read to me when I was younger.

But nothing is what it seems to be when you're younger. Sometimes you don't get a happily ever after like in fairy tales, but sometimes you don't need that to be happy at all.

I didn't get what I wished for when I was thirteen years old. I wished to be surrounded by my family, and have a family of my own with a beautiful wife and a great job that I loved so much with everything that I could ever dream of having. 

I ended up losing my mom, filing for divorce for a woman who abused me and wasn't there for me. I love my job, but it's not my dream job.

I'd admit that my life isn't what I wanted it to be, but there's no way in hell that I regret where I ended up.

I have Tzuyu and I have my brother, plus a few good friends that I can always count on. I didn't think it would end up the way it was now, but I'm always grateful for what I have even if I didn't expect it.

There's a scar on my shoulder now, and it's ugly to even look at. Every time I bring it up, Tzuyu says it looks beautiful just like every other flaw that I have.

I never knew I needed someone so much in my life until I found Tzuyu.

The way we found each other was unexpectant, but in every way, it was fate bringing us together.

We've been together for a month. It feels unreal, but at the same time, it feels like home. Everything about her feels like home, and I've never felt this way before.

Age doesn't matter in the concept of love. Not one bit does age ever affect the love two people has together.

Tzuyu and I belong together.

After I got dressed, I walked downstairs to find Tzuyu in the kitchen. I stood in the doorway to watch her for a minute as her back was towards me and she was over the stove, cooking something.

I couldn't help but smile as I made my way further in the kitchen and walked up behind her to wrap my arms around her stomach.

"Good morning." She said. I could hear the smile in her voice.

I smiled back as I laid my head on her back. "Good morning."

"I'm making you breakfast."

I stepped back to look at the pan infront of her that was on the stove. I smiled at her. "Why?" I questioned. I unwrap my arms from around her and stood next to her to look at her face. "Tzuyu, I should be doing this for you."

"Why?" She asks as she looks at me.

I smile. "It's your birthday. I should be making you breakfast in bed."

"You actually like that shit?" She chuckle. I stared at her for a moment until she smiled. "You don't need to do anything for my birthday."

I stared at her. "Why not?"

"It's just my birthday." She shrugs. "I've had plenty, and they were just regular days. I'm use to not having anything done for me."

I watched as she continued to cook and I couldn't help but feel bad. I smiled at her before leaning over and kissing her cheek. "Happy Birthday, Tzuyu." She smiled at me as she continued to cook.