Epilogue

So, I boarded my plane and arrived safely in America. I

remember walking through that front door and being greeted by

my family. My mom was crying, my dad kept on smiling at me,

and my brothers teased me about me being love with Thomas

Aiken. I enrolled in the nearest high school and finished top

in my class. I soon chased my dreams to become a pediatric

nurse. Every week I would receive a postcard from Dr.

Wickham, Sarah, and, even, Lee. In fact, I still receive

postcards from them to this very day. But, I never heard

anything from Thomas, until one day while watching TV, I

heard an announcer shouted in excitement about Thomas Aiken’s

comeback in tennis. Then, one rainy day my doorbell rang. I

opened the door to find Thomas standing there with flowers in

his hand and soaking wet from the rain that was pouring that

day. He didn’t change much, except that he was taller. His

smile didn’t change at all. I was so happy. But, I had to

introduce Thomas to my family, who weren’t that impressed. He

kept on visiting me, until one day he asked me to marry him.

I said yes. Today, Thomas and I are living happily together

with our first child. We named him David and he has my

coloring, but he has his father’s twinkling brown eyes and

smile.