And that's just how the story goes I suppose.

Sometimes in life you find the one you're meant for. Sometimes you lose each other, sometimes for good, sometimes for a short amount of time.

But what is meant for you, never goes by you.

I learnt the hard way, but now I've got something so precious and perfect I'll never let it go.

Edward is the man I love, the only man I have ever loved, and I was blessed for him to love me back.

We got married a year later, right by that bench and that lake in Central Park.

I'm pregnant now, expecting our first baby that I'm sure is a boy, but Edward believes is a girl.

Who knows, maybe you'll find out in the next book.

But for now, that's all.

Like two raindrops on a window, we travelled towards each other.

We met in the centre, we joined, and we'll never ever be apart again.

Not even close to 'the end'.