Not a happy story – the idea just popped into my head and I had to write it down...

Disclaimer – The Evernight series belongs to the great Claudia Gray and not to me.

I always knew there could be no happy ending. Not for us. Not for me.

You were alive, human again, and I was dead. A wraith, not really here but not really gone. Nothing would change that no matter how hard I wish.

We promised that we would spend the rest of your life together, the fifty or sixty years we had left. I selfish thought on my part. I couldn't grow up with you, have a normal human life with you, have children with you and I couldn't die old with your – surrounded by fat grandchildren.

You were alive and I was not. I could be with you but I couldn't live with you.

Deep down we had both known. But we tried because we were in love.

The hardest thing I ever did was let you go. I saw how much you gave up and how hard life was for you because you tried to make it work. You were growing older and I knew I had to act fast so that you wouldn't waste your life.

You needed a clean break from the world of the supernatural. From me. So I had to lie. I had to pretend that I was over you, that I felt trapped with you and needed to get away. I had to pretend that I didn't love you. The look on your face broke my heart.

I almost died I second time when I said those words.

It didn't take to long for you to move on, a couple of months before you ran into the cute brunette in the coffee shop. You started to see each other more and more, then you bought a flat together. The wedding came and went in no time and soon enough the first baby was on it's way. You got a promotion at work and bought a nice house for you and your family as the second and third child arrived with goldfish, two cats and a dog.

You were living a dream life. You forgot about me, as I said you would. You thought I had left. But I hadn't. I stayed out of sight, watching you live the life that we should have had, with someone else.

I was there every birthday, for every argument and watched your children grow. I saw the look on your face when you saw your grandchildren for the first time.

Sometimes I would close my eyes and pretend that it was the life we had. So may 'what ifs' and 'if onlys'.

But it wasn't our life – it was yours.

Here we are now, sixty years later, and you are on your deathbed. You are about to die in peace, surrounded by grandchildren and I am about to loose you forever.

I promised all those years ago that I would never forget, and I meant it. You will live forever in my memory.

There was no other way for us to go really. This was for the best.

I thought there was no happy ending. Not for us. Not for me. But as I watch you take your final breathe, in old age, surrounded by a loving family of your own, I realised.

You have found yourhappy ending.

Not my best work but I couldn't get the idea out of head, and I'm off school ill, it had to be done.

Let me know what you thought! x