Author's Note: This chapter is dedicated to my four favorites. Here's to you, Genevra, Izzabella, Lady Pyrefly and Pure-Evil-Me. Thank you for being my inspirations when writing this fic. Hope this is not really the end of Alex and Izzie.

Alex never knew how much Izzie had meant to him until Denny came into the picture. He loved Izzie. No, it's not in the past, correction, he loves Izzie. You don't know how much someone means to you until it's finally over. He should have told her what she meant to him. He could have told her. He would have. But, there was one obstacle that held him back. His pride. He was too proud to have told her that he needed her and wanted her for the rest of his life. He should have told her all of those things. Should have. Could have. Would have. But, he hadn't and he blames no one but his own stupidity. A woman needs to hear those things. Izzie needed to hear all of those things. She needed to be held tenderly, cuddled softly and have him whisper sweetness into her ears. She needed someone who really cared for her and loved her more than life itself. And it was Alex. His love for her was infinite. Any sudden move and your life changes instantly without being forewarned. Destiny brought them together. Fate pulled them apart.

"Goodbye, Izzie. I will always love you," he lowered his head and cried.

Izzie smiles to herself. "Hello, Denny."

"Goodbye, Alex."