Epilogue
It's been 8 years. My little Rosalie is growing up so fast.
Today is the day he's coming out... Everyone wondered why I kept the baby. The truth was that I still Love him and will always do. My parents insisted on abortion. I still remember my mother's voice echoing in my head.
- How will You pass your exams with that child?- or -Do you really want to ruin your life by that stupid mistake?- But I did it. I had my baby, I got the best grades in the whole year and now I have my dream job.
I switched on the TV to watch the latest News, and then I realised that the News reporter was just outside out local prison, talking about a girl who got raped by her boyfriend 8 years ago and now is coming out, apparently starting a new life.
Luckily I didn't have to work so often and it was a Saturday so I decided to take Rose for a ride. We got into the car and I realised where I wanted to go from the very first moment. The Apartment he lived in wasn't too far away so I decided to tell her that we're going to see someone special. It just came out...
After a 10 minute drive, I was holding my child's hand and knocking on the door that I haven't seen in almost 8 years.
There He was. The face of a forbidden Angel. White shirt half undone, blue jeans and fluffy hair like it used to be. We both seemed to stare at each other for what seemed like eternity and he let out a sigh.
-Elena- He still remembered.