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Epilogue

A.N. Hi I'm just here to tell you that I'll leave my little speech for the end of the epilogue bc let's be honest we're all here for the grown Styles babies aren't we?

I mean... look at the family.

Let's get to it

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YEARS LATER

Today was a very important day for the Styles family. Today marked Leila Grace's graduation ceremony from the University of Oxford. The little lady happened to finish her Bachelor of Arts at the prestigious university with one of the highest grades in her academic year which made her parents incredibly proud. Much like Renleigh anticipated from the beginning, all of her children inherited her brains and some more. Leila Grace was an academically outstanding student who managed to score herself a spot at one of the most competitive universities in the world to study medicine. She was going to be continuing her education in September to begin her BM BCh. For right now, she was happy to leave three of the hardest years behind her and enjoy the summer awaiting her.

Renleigh, Harry, Alexander and Everett were all dressed appropriately for the ceremony and they all eagerly anticipated to see the golden girl accept her very well-deserved degree. While the tickets were limited and Leila could only invite her immediate family, her parents made sure to gather everyone else around for a party later on to celebrate her. After all, if there had to be one thing they were known for, it was their ability to throw the best parties. Whenever there was a chance to call friends and family around, Harry and Renleigh made sure to do so.

"And to think I'm going to have to sit through this all over again," Everett sighed as he threw his back against the chair and his hands landed between his parted legs. He wore trousers that reached high up on his waist with a silk shirt. His feet were hidden in expensive shoes. Wrist decorated with a gold watch that he twisted out of habit and similar bracelet he received for his sixteenth birthday a couple of months ago.

"Poor you," Alexander commented with a smirk and nudged his little brother teasingly. Everett was not wrong. Alexander was due to graduate this time next year but from the University of Cambridge. Unlike the only sister in the family, he decided to go down the path leading to becoming a lawyer one day. With Leila Grace and Alexander being so close in age, picking which university to go to was easy—whichever the other was not going to choose. Considering their sibling banter, it surprised no one that the two of them picked the institutions which are rivals, making family get togethers quite amusing. "I almost feel sorry for you, little brother."

"Yeah. You should, actually," Everett nodded as he rolled his neck to the side until it cracked then was about to do the same to his knuckles when his father placed his hand on top of his to stop him. "What?"