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Epilogue

It was one hectic day at work and after hours of facing his laptop, Christian decided to stretch a little and rest his eyes. It had already been two years and he was too successful for a twenty-three year old. Grey Enterprises Holdings was the most successful business in the country and it'll go globally very soon. He was already a billionaire, and it felt different this time because it was him and, not his parent, who makes the money.

There were a series of photographs placed in order on top of his desk. He sighed and somehow he smiled. These were the only remnants when time was frozen and so were the smiles and memories. It was a heart inside a frame moment when his fingers traced some of the photographs.

There was one of his parents, Karla and Harrison whom he had great times with. They got remarried but they still fight like what couples too. There was Grace who took a vacation in Africa for medical service, and she still cries at night because of missing Carrick. Then Elliott and Kate were there too, happily married yet still don't have children. Lastly, Mia and Ethan who are so crazily in love that they break up and make up over and over again.

"How's it going right there?" A soft voice asked him. Ana sat on the couch with her large belly. She hasn't been working since she's ready to pop anytime. Christian who was so protective just wanted her to be by his side. Ana just laughed at that and chose to comply since she wanted to spend more time with her busy husband.

She stood up and walked like a duck then she wrapped her arms around Christian's neck from behind and rested her chin against his shoulder.

"What are you thinking about?"

Christian said, "About how life's not perfect at all."

"It's not," Ana agreed.

"Ana, every day is like a fight. There might be five seconds of happiness but there are ten seconds of sadness too. But with you, it feels like it's only five seconds. Like our vows, we said that we've been through a lot and we will still go through a lot but I think I can survive it with you, because Ana? You are my hospital heart. All throughout this life we heal each other—we could stand whatever it is as long as we have us."

Humans as we are: we get ill and we get damaged. Life is not guaranteed to be perfect and it could burn you like a wildfire in just one second. It's definitely hard. It's definitely difficult but as long as you have your hospital heart—your one true healer, then you can get through it.

It could be God. It could be your dream. It could be your family. It could be your lover. It could be anyone who makes you wanna stand up again.

Ana kisses Christian chastely on the lips and they were interrupted by a joyful chuckle.

Two year-old Carrick was playing on the floor with his toys and he had been treating this room as his playground whenever Christian missed him. He uttered words like, "Dada! Mama!" over and over again and Ana and Christian's hearts just soared.

"Do you hear that laugh?" Ana whispered.

Christian replied, "It's the best sound in the world."

A/N: Thank you so much for the support I've received while writing this fanfiction. You guys are simply just the best. I love you and you made me finish this story. It has been a great experience and YOU are part of it.

Thank you daytonalay for the encouraging private messages. You sure are the supergirl!

Thank you thank you, each of you!

Now, who is your hospital heart?