...EPILOGUE...
Jocelyn looked at her two children. Her twins. Little Jacoby de Changy and Jacqueline de Changy, neither of which were deformed.
She was so happy and excited and heartbroken...
Raoul never got to see them. He died. He never saw her after Jocelyn found out she was pregnant. She tried to see him, but Christine forced them apart.
It killed Raoul never to see Jocelyn. He died of starvation. He refused to eat until he saw her.
When Jocelyn showed up at the funeral with the Girys, Christine started to yell that Jocelyn was a whore and that she killed Raoul, then Jocelyn went into labor.
Jocelyn was so angry at Christine, that she refused Christine to see the twins, until they were four.
Jacoby looked just like his father and took to fencing, which he learned from his grandfather, rather quickly. Jacqueline had a beautiful singing voice but her passions were horseback riding and painting, which she excelled at.
Jocelyn, Jacoby, and Jacqueline moved to the Opera House, where Jocelyn taught singing.
They lived happily for the rest of their days.
Those are the words I wish I could type, but sadly Jacqueline quickly became depressed after moving to the Opera House and leaving behind her horse, Erik. Jacoby did everything to help his sister. He went with his grandfather on weekends to study fencing, he begged his sister to come along so she could ride. She tried, but she hated how Christine treated Jacoby like a prince and her like a bitch, how her aunts commented on how chubby she was. The only thing she enjoyed about going was her grandfather who treated her sweetly.
Jacqueline stayed penned up in her room painting and painting. Sometimes making up sad songs and singing. She never let her mother see how depressed she was. Jacoby however saw every thread of her pain.
What really killed her is when Jocelyn got married to a tenor from the Opera House. It wasn't the fact that her mother was getting married, it was the fact that he had two daughter. They flirted with Jacoby endlessly and teased Jacqueline to all ends. The only good thing about him and his daughters was that they owned a ranch and at least once a month they went up there. She could ride horses again.
Unfortunately, Jocelyn died when her children were seventeen. Jacqueline then drove herself into horseback riding. Jacoby pushed himself into fencing.
Luckily, their step-father saw how much Jacqueline loved being at the ranch and how much his daughters hated it, so in his will he left the ranch to Jacqueline. He died when Jacoby and Jacqueline hit their twentieth birthday.
...END...