A/N: Here's the Epilogue.

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Epilogue:

When I got home, Zach had already put the kids to bed. I was thankful for the silence that night. And also that Zach didn't make any passes on me. We just sat in our bed and watched the late night news as we did every night.

My memory of the following time is pretty bleary. I was just glad that the kids gave me some distraction of my self pity. Whenever Taylor, who turned out to be quite a nice person, and Marissa tried to talk to me about it I just blocked. I'd banned every thought about Seth Cohen out of my mind.

It wasn't until three weeks later.

I stood in my kitchen and stirred in a pan with rice and vegetables. It had rained for almost a week now and I was thankful that the heat was back. The rain made me even more depressed then I already had been.

"Mommy look what I made for you!", Michael held up a sheet of paper with all kinds of different scrawniness on it.

"That's lovely, Baby! I think I'm gonna hang it up on the fridge, so everybody can see it."

"Why are you always praise him that much?", Lilly asked me, looking jealous. "His painting is like so ugly! I wouldn't anybody want to see it."

"Lilly, watch you're tounge!", I would never admit it. But I loved it, when I could bring up the "Mom-voice". Made me feel way more grown up. I know one was supposed to feel grown up at 26, but sometimes I still felt like sixteen.

"I know I'm right!", she muttered under her breathe and concentrated on her Barbie's beach house again.

She was so much like me it was scary sometimes.

"Hey Sum! I'm gonna take of to the office now", Zach kissed me on the cheek I offered him and was about to leave but then he turned around again. "Before I forget it. You've got mail!"

My glance stopped at the envelope on the counter he'd pointed to. The script looked awfully familiar. I felt my heart stopping for a few seconds.

But then the shock was replaced by anger. Unbelievable. We had those four amazing days and all I got was a letter? Written on the crappy stationery of some motel.

I teared it open. The content was exactly what I thought it would be and not at the same time. He told me how he was sorry that he left without really saying goodbye. But somehow he couldn't handle seeing me with my family and he always would've felt guilty about it. Also that I was right with what I said about Zach. He was a good guy and he really didn't deserve something like that.

He went on about how those days with me changed his life. Whatever he did he was thinking about me. The idea of his sketch block being full of paintings of me made me smile. He promised not to write again and of swore his eternal love to me.

Smiling I walked into the living room where his painting hung up at the wall. The letter still in my hands I looked at it.

Then I smiled another time and covered my stomach with my hand.

Seth might've been gone. But that didn't mean the story was over.

The End

A/N: Okay... I know all of you hate me now. They split up and I ended this story with a major cliffhanger. BUT, so you're calmed, I already started the next story. And as soon as I finished the first chapter I'll post it right away!