It was the middle of the night and sleep was a distant idea. All Amelia could do was lay there. Lay there thinking how someone's life can change so much in so little time. How a person can change so much. Tears she couldn't quite decipher were slowly falling from the corners of her eyes and onto the pillow. She had lost so much in the past year. And then she had also gained so much. She lost her fiancée and her son, she even lost herself along the way. But she was reborn, 'like a phoenix' she thought. She found herself again, more mature, more hurt, better, wiser and in love again.
As she stared at the ceiling she tried to understand the reason of her tears. They weren't tears of pain, she knew those well. She was… happy. At last. A small part of her couldn't help but to feel guilty. A part of her thought she should be grieving for life. In a constant state of sorrow. But she also knew that being happy wasn't forgetting Ryan and it certainly didn't mean she was forgetting about her unicorn baby. That grief, she was sure, would never leave her.
The body that was peacefully sleeping in bed next to her started to stir and she felt warm hands on her left arm.
'Amelia, are you okay?' she heard a man's voice whisper in her ear. The lump that had formed in her throat didn't let her speak so she just nodded. Wiping the tears from the sides of her face she turned to face him. James caressed her cheek tenderly.
God, she loved that man. She thought she loved Ryan more than she could ever love anyone. And even if she had loved him more than she could explain, this was different. It felt different and maybe even better in a way. She would never stop loving Ryan and thinking about all they had promised each other but this... this was the love she'd always read about. All those lines in the books and those stupid songs made sense.
'I feel like I'm forgetting, and I don't know if I want to forget… I don't think I can forget either. ' She sighed, a smirk barely appearing on the left side of her mouth. 'I'm rambling… I don't even know what I'm thinking or what I'm feeling. I'm just…'
'It's okay to be happy, Amelia. It doesn't mean you're forgetting or betraying anyone. You get to be happy, babe.'
'I am… I am so so happy. Thank you.'
He was about to answer when he realized the woman in her arms had fallen asleep. He smiled as his heart beamed with love. She was perfect to him and for him. So they both fell asleep in each other's arms. Their comfort, their solace, their love.