Thank you to devious editor, someone finally gave some constructive criticism. But I made it really melodramatic because I figured no one would be exactly true to character in the circumstance. But thanks to everyone who's read, reviewed, favourited and followed this story, especially Sarah v that has been supportive since chapter 1, so without any further ado here is the final chapter.
Violet looked down at her beautiful baby girl she was perfect, wrapped in her blankets like a doll, she already had hair like Tate's, but she had Violet's face. Violet could help but smile at her; she was so small and beautiful and warm, Violet couldn't believe it she was alive, not a ghost but a living breathing child, she would grow and change. Violet looked up at Tate standing above her, his face was beaming with joy, Violet didn't even need to ask she offered their beautiful daughter to her father. Violet smiled as she watched Tate hold their little girl, she watched as she gripped his finger instinctively. Tate bounced slightly as he talked to her; they had bounded instantly just how they should, he held her so softly. Violet felt her mother take her hand as they saw the beauty of it.
Suddenly Tate came and sat next to Violate, "What do you think we should call her?"
Violet stared at the beautiful creature they had created, a smile spread over her face as she thought of the perfect name. "Lily, it means purity and they're the flowers you have at a funeral, it seems appropriate in this house."
"Our little Lily." Tate agreed as she handed her back to Violet, Violet stroked her cheek; thinking of how afraid of what she would be in the beginning. Now Violet thought that this little girl couldn't ever be evil, she wouldn't let this house ruin her like it had the rest of them. "I already love her more than the world."
Violet knew exactly what he meant. "I would give anything for her."
Moira joined the family on the floor with the family surrounding the baby. "May I have Lily Miss Violet; I need to attend to the umbilical cord."
"No, I'm not quite ready to let ago." Violet kept stroking her cheek hoping that she'd never have to let her go.
Ben returned with his son, holding him close. He looked at Violet on the ground he had worried that it would kill Violet, not that it matter she was already dead, but the thought still disturbed him. It looked so much like when Vivian had died.
Violet eventually gave Lily over to Moira, she watched as the maid cut the cord and cleaned her again, Lily was so cute in the water she splashed a little but she was hesitant. Violet looked up at Tate he looked possessively at Lily as though he'd never let her go either. Except there was something much more intense in his eyes as Violet saw him watch Moira's every move like he was ready pounce on her if she made any wrong move. Violet knew Tate would never hurt or Lily, but would his protection do them more harm than good.
"Tate," Violet whispered he pleaded his eyes off Lily and Moira to gaze lovingly at Violet.
"What is it Violet?"
"Go away." She saw Tate's face break as he flashed away. A small wicked smile crept across Violet's face. "Just kidding, Tate come back." Violet looked around the room he hadn't appeared. "Tate it's okay I was joking come back." She said worried that he wouldn't come. "Tate I'm sorry, I just thought it would be funny." Violet started to cry had she just sent away the only person in the world that had loved her unconditional.
"You know that's not funny, right?" Tate pouted from behind her.
Violet smiled as she watched Tate take Lily back from Moira and sat down beside Violet, they both marvelled over the beautiful little girl that was their Lily, both of them knowing that they'd never let their girl come to any harm and neither would Violet's family who stood all around them. This little girl would be more loved than anyone could describe.
Author's Note: Thanks for reading that's it. I hope that last part scared the crap out of at least one person, thinking that Violet was a complete bitch. I'm not sure if I'll write a sequel to this, but nothing's set in stone so maybe.
