All things Twilight are Stephanie Meyer's, everything else is mine.
Plot bunny from a manip I saw in a FB group. Drabble fic with alternating POV's.
THANK YOU MID NIGHT COUGAR FOR BETA'ING! XOXO
Chapter 37 – BPOV – Epilogue 1
A year and a half later after finding out we were having a baby, Edward and I finally say 'I do' in a small ceremony. Our baby boy giggles, screeching in approval in the background, nestled safely in my mother's arms, making everyone laugh.
Days before my twenty fifth birthday Caleb Anthony Cullen came into the world weighing seven pounds two ounces. Life since has been a huge rollercoaster. I've been a stay at home mom, taking care of Caleb and the house. My dreams of being a teacher have been put off for a little while, but getting to be with my son in his first year is definitely worth it.
Lainie adores Caleb, naming him 'baby bear' due to his cuddliness combined with his chubby cheeks. He squeals in delight every time he sees her. She was a little put off in the beginning, she'd wanted a sister, but once he was here he easily won her over with the Cullen charm.
Edward and I began, with Lainie's great approval, the long, arduous legalities of me adopting her, making me her mother in every legal way. She's been calling me 'Mommy' for over a year now. I can still remember how much my heart leapt the first time she did so.
Lainie stands behind me, holding my bouquet as we exchange rings. I still can't believe this day is here, that I am marrying the man of my dreams, that we have two beautiful children.
Edward's eyes are shinning with tears as we say our vows, both of us getting choked up. I love him with every fiber of my being and am so thankful that he was brought into my life. He is, and always will be, my angel. There are few men in the world like him, and he's all mine.
Our kiss is soft, sweet, and full of the love we share. Turning, we are announced to the small gathering as Mr. and Mrs. Cullen.
Edward and I are grinning like fools as we walk hand in hand down the aisle, bubbles blowing at us and applause filling the air.
Edward doesn't even mention our age gap anymore, except in wonderment that he ever let it stop him from pursuing me. I'll be twenty six in a few months and he turned thirty eight last month. I simply tell him that it was necessary. We needed to be friends, have trust, before we delved into something more.
I still find our story extraordinary, and the outcome is a modern day fairy tale. Complete with handsome king, Cinderella-esque girl, and a pretty pretty princess.