And well... The end is here!
I really really REALLY hope you guys have enjoyed the story. It's quite sad for it all to be coming to an end, but I hope you guys enjoy this last installment.
It's pretty different from the others.
They watched from outside the bookshop, their presence unknown to anyone but them.
They watched the last customer leave for the night with a bag full of books, huddled against the cold air and bypassing the place in which they stood.
The woman of the group glanced down at counter at the shop window, looking at the various book titles, and stopping her eyes right at the middle book.
Secret Angel by Edward Cullen.
The story of my undying saviour.
The story of my undying love.
The woman smiled, glancing over the rest of the book titles as the two men beside her kept their eyes on the people in the shop.
It was exactly eight years since Bella had woken in the hospital.
And it was exactly seven years since Edward had married her.
They knew that better than anyone.
All three pairs of eyes were trained on the action inside the shop, watching as a little boy sat down quickly at the piano seat. His hair was brown like his mothers, with striking green eyes like his father.
His little fingers pressed on some of the keys loudly.
He was only five years old. He didn't know how to play properly.
But he had talent within him.
They all knew that.
Suddenly, the young woman they all loved so dearly poked her head around the corner from the back of the shop.
She grinned at her son, "Are you going to play me a song, Carlisle?"
The little boy looked up, full of adoration for her, just like his father.
"What would you like to hear, mommy?"
"Hmm… Make something up, like daddy always does for me."
Little Carlisle laughed, nodding his head a few times, letting a few messy strands of hair fall onto his forehead. He began to hit the keys a little lighter, and even though the notes didn't fit perfectly together, they were still incredibly beautiful.
Bella watched her son for a long moment, jumping slightly as her husband came up behind her.
Edward wrapped his arms around her waist, both of them smiling as he kissed her cheek and whispered that he loved her.
She answered that she loved him too, and the three people standing outside watched as he filled with joy, just like he did every time they spoke those words to each other.
Edward turned his head slightly and glanced over at the big armchair in the corner.
"What about you, Princess?" He asked, "What are you doing?"
He let go of his wife, moving to his three year old daughter in the corner.
"Reading, daddy." She answered, a little lisp in her voice.
"What are you reading?" He asked, sitting on the arm of the chair as he glanced down at the massive book in her little lap.
She shrugged her tiny shoulders, and Edward chuckled slightly as he noticed the book was upside down.
"I don't know." She giggled.
Edward grinned at her beautiful laugh. It was just like her mothers.
And her brown eyes. They were her mother's too. The only thing differentiating her and Bella was the fact that she'd inherited his golden hair.
"Maybe you should start with the kiddies books, Esme." He suggested innocently.
His daughter looked up at him, shock flitting across her face at the fact that he would suggest such a thing.
"But you and mommy read these books." She frowned.
"Okay," He laughed, "Bring it home with you and I'll read some of it to you tonight before bedtime."
His little girl grinned at him, and he messed up her hair gently before getting up. He went to the shop window, and the three people outside watched him with love as he fixed the display.
He stalled momentarily, almost knowingly, his eyes narrowing a little before he took a quick peek out at the street outside.
But of course, he saw no one standing there.
They watched as he moved back to his wife, wrapping his arms around her as he kissed her fully and hugged her tight.
Smiling, they watched as he spun her around to the music Carlisle was playing on the piano.
Esme laughed from her chair, watching her mommy and daddy dance with glee in her eyes.
The three people outside watched for a few moments longer, before two of them turned to the younger man of the group.
"You know it's your turn next, right?" The woman smiled.
"Huh?" The younger man raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"She's two months pregnant." The other man answered with a grin, "And it's a boy."
The younger man stood in shook for a long moment, a slow smile spreading across his face as he whispered quietly, "They're going to call him Emmett?"
"It's in God's plan." The older man answered with a grin.
The three of them watched for a few moments longer before they turned away from the window, walking a short distance until they reached the alleyway.
"I think we did a good job, didn't we?" Emmett asked, turning his head to look at his mother and father.
Esme grinned, linking her arm through Carlisle's, "We did an amazing job."
"I agree." Carlisle laughed.
And then… They were gone.
For a while.
And... That's it...
I hope you guys enjoyed this journey with me!
This wasn't my original plan for the Epilogue, but the idea came to me just as I was about to fall asleep and so I decided to write it.
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