Till Death Do Us Part // Book Three

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This book is from Sophie's point of view. Any situations not from her perspective will be shown with a "•••••••".

Without further ado, I proudly present, "Till Death Do Us Part", the final installment of the "All Because of Biana" trilogy.

Weeks, months, years. They can all feel like they are gone in an instant, if your life is normal.

But mine wasn't until five years ago, when I had my son, William Alden Vacker.

As a child, I never understood the cliche, "they grow up so fast!" phrase until I had a child of my own. I would never forget the first time I held him in my arms.

But five years went by fast. I have a bad feeling in my gut, because ever since I arrived in the lost cities, it had never been this calm. Or maybe that was the ill feeling I had been experiencing for some time.

I hear a knock behind me. I turn from where I am standing on the balcony and my eyes meet my husband's.

Fitz is still as handsome as ever. He got taller, making him a giant compared to me. His fluffy brown hair is longer, but I don't mind, I think it's cute. Then his eyes, like pieces of sea glass I used to collect as a kid, got brighter.

Not surprisingly, I blush, knowing I will never truly get over how amazing his teal eyes are. I clear my throat. "Hello, honey."

He laughs. "You sound so sophisticated. It's cute."

"Don't you mean, SOPHIEistcated?" Another person calls from somewhere behind Fitz.

"Keefe, I swear." I chuckle, turning my attention back to Fitz. "I guess I'm just a little tired."

"A little tired? Sophie, are you sure?" Fitz asks me.

I give him a look, one that says "are we really gonna go over this again?".

He drops it. "Fine. We have other things to attend to. Keefe is going to watch William while we're at my parents'."

I nod, even though my stomach twists into knots.

Keefe still didn't know he was the father of my child. Five years ago, he...

I don't finish the thought. I can't bring myself to even think of the correct term for what he did to me, let alone replay what happened.

Although, I do not know why I worry. We had erased Keefe's memories of how William came to be, or rather, I did, but I still feared something would trigger those memories and they'd come flooding back.

Fitz hates it when I get like this. He's so positive all the time, and recently I have been down, stuck in my thoughts.

He rests a hand on my shoulder, giving me a nod of reassurance.

I nod back. "Let's go."

"Remember that time you got stuck in that tree playing base quest?" Fitz teases me. We reform from our light leap outside the gates of Everglen.

"Remember that time you got stuck in that chandelier?" I retort with a smirk.

"At least I didn't have 17 pockets on everything."

"I was carrying weapons to help protect our friends and your butt." I laugh.

"Oh, so you think of my butt often?" He flutters his eyelashes and presses his hand to his lips.

"Not as much as you think of mine."

"Touché."

"Would you two stop being gross?" A feminine voice laughs. "Even Tam and I aren't like this."