Disclaimer: Everything Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

Author's Note: Thank you guys so much for the amazing support. I just want to apologize for the fact that there was no update last Sunday. This chapter was really difficult to get started, so it took me a while to find a flow. I'm glad I have it done and can finally post it for you guys. I hope you enjoy it!

Edward POV

I walked to the open bar and got two more glasses of champagne before making my way through the throng of smiling friends, family, and people I had never even seen before. I shouldn't have been surprised that there were so many guests here tonight. The scary part was that this was the rehearsal dinner and some of the guests for the wedding hadn't even flown in yet.

I finally made my way to the table that my brothers and sisters were occupying and I sat down beside Bella, placing her glass of champagne on the table in front of her and kissing the side of her face. She smiled at me sweetly and thanked me before resuming her conversation with Alice.

I hadn't had a chance to ask the girls about what had happened and I knew that they would tell me when and if they wanted to. To say I was shocked when I saw Alice and Bella walking down the stairs hand in hand would have been an understatement. It took me a moment to realize that they weren't pretending to be getting along for the sake of the family—like Bella and I had been doing those first couple of weeks—but that they were actually…happy.

My heart had constricted in my chest at the sight and I couldn't hold back the smile that appeared on my face. I had briefly wondered where this put Alice and me. Had forgiving Bella meant she forgave me as well? I still felt like the two of us needed closure.

Suddenly, a slow song came on and Jasper stood up. I thought he was going to ask for Alice's hand, but he surprised me when he held out his hand for Bella. I was only surprised further when she smiled at him and took it without hesitation. She looked at me over her shoulder and winked before turning back to Jasper as they walked to the middle of the dance floor where all the other couples were dancing.

I looked at Alice and saw her smiling softly at me. "Do you want to dance with me?" she asked gently.

I couldn't speak, so I simply nodded as I stood up and took her hand. I led her to the dance floor, a few feet away from Bella and Jasper, and put my hands on her waist as she wound her arms around my neck.

"This reminds me of when Mom made us take those ballroom dance classes in high school," she said, smiling up at me.

I chuckled and shook my head. "Yea, that was a long fourteen weeks."

Alice laughed quietly and nodded in agreement. "It was. But I didn't mind going because you were my dance partner."

I smiled slightly at her statement, but it faded almost instantly. "Alice, I'm sorry," I said softly.

Alice shook her head and sighed. "I understand, Edward. Bella told me everything. I'm sorry you guys had to go through all of that."

I nodded at her sympathetic statement, but I still didn't feel like I could let this go. "I feel…so guilty for lying to everyone," I said honestly, keeping my voice low so that no one around would hear. "You guys are my family…you're everything to me, and…I just…I don't know…" I trailed off, shaking my head at my inability to form any coherent sentences. I had been rehearsing what I wanted to say to Alice all day and now I couldn't even speak.

"You don't have to explain to me, Edward—"

"How can you say that?" I whispered incredulously. "Alice, we lied to you. For weeks, we lied. We hurt the most important people in the world to us."

Alice let out a heavy breath and looked down, nodding. "It did hurt, yes. But…God, Edward, what do you want me to say?" she asked, sounding exasperated as she finally looked up at me again. "That you're the worst brother in the world? That I hate you and never want to see you again? That I don't forgive you?" Her eyes had filled with tears, but we continued moving slowly to the soft music that was still playing.

I hated seeing Alice cry. I had always hated it. And now I was the one causing it.

"Edward," she started firmly, "you're my brother. And I love you so much. I'm not going to lie and say it didn't hurt that you and Bella didn't tell me what was going on. I mean, we've always been so close, us three, you know? But…how can I hold it against you? Against either of you? What good would that do me?" she questioned me seriously, her voice still shaking slightly from her tears.

I had taken to looking down at the ground, too ashamed to look at my baby sister, and Alice placed her hand on my chin and lifted my head up so I would look her in the eyes. We had stopped dancing and were now just standing there among the swaying couples.

"What good would it do me to shut out two of the most important people in my life?" she finished in a whisper, tears now freely falling down her face.

I placed my hand on the side of her face and wiped the tears away with my thumb. "I'm sorry I made you cry," I whispered.

Alice let out a small tear-filled laugh and wiped the rest of her tears away. "Please, I'm just an emotional bride," she joked.

I chuckled quietly before my face turned serious again. "I really am sorry, Alice," I said softly. "About everything. You have no idea…how much I love you. You don't know how much you mean to me. I could never stand losing you."

Alice threw her arms around my neck and I could feel her body shaking lightly with her silent tears. "You could never lose me, Edward," she whispered against my neck, her voice breaking slightly from her tears. "You could never lose me."

One of my arms was wrapped tightly around Alice's waist while the other was holding the back of her neck and stroking her hair softly. I just felt like holding my baby sister like that forever, protecting her from ever being hurt like this again.

"Thank you for forgiving us," I whispered after a moment's silence.

Alice pulled away from me and wiped her tears away. "I'll always forgive you guys, Edward. Because I know that nothing you do will ever be to intentionally hurt me," she stated firmly.

I nodded my head in agreement and smiled slightly at her. "I'm sorry for making you ruin your make-up," I said as I noticed that she had not only wiped her tears away, but also most of her eye make-up.

Alice rolled her eyes at me and smiled. "Don't worry. I always have back-up," she smirked. "I love you, Edward," she said, her voice turning serious again.

"I love you, too, baby sister."

"I'm not a baby," she mock-pouted, though I could see the small smile playing on her lips.

"You'll always be a baby to me," I joked, reaching my hand out to pretend like I was going to ruffle her hair.

She side-stepped me quickly and glared. "Edward Cullen, don't you dare," she warned me.

I chuckled and held my hands up in mock-surrender. "I'm just messing with you, Alice."

She narrowed her eyes at me, but the small smile never left her face. Emmett walked over to us a second later and placed an arm around both Alice and me.

"Look at us," he boasted happily. "The Cullen siblings together again."

"Em, we've been together for the last four weeks," Alice pointed out.

"Not to mention our whole lives," I quipped.

Emmett shot a glare in my direction before looking back at Alice. "Anyways," he started again. "I couldn't help but notice your little display of brotherly-sisterly affection just a few moments ago, and I can't help but feel left out."

"Emmett," I groaned.

"Come on, Edward," he smiled, turning to look at me again. "Tell me you love me."

"No," I stated firmly.

"Do it," he goaded.

"No, Emmett."

"Do it or I tell Bella how you wore women's underwear senior year," he threatened.

"It was one time on a dare, and she already knows about that," I countered.

"Oh really?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at me. "Does she also know how you couldn't stop talking about the silkiness and comfort of them for hours afterwards?"

My eyes widened at his blackmail as Alice giggled softly beside us. "Come on, dude, I was seventeen. And I wore them for like six hours, so of course after a while they started to feel comfortable," I explained.

"I didn't know you wore woman's underwear, Edward," Alice teased me shamelessly.

"It was one time," I repeated. "Emmett, seriously, enough."

"Oh, Bella—!" I clamped my hand over Emmett's mouth before he could attract the attention of anyone in the banquet hall. The asshole licked my hand.

I quickly pulled my hand away in disgust and wiped it against my suit jacket. "Sick-ass," I complained.

"Tell me," he stated simply.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Fine, Emmett, I love you," I practically spat at him.

He frowned at me. "Come on, Edward, like you mean it." I was shocked to see that Emmett was actually being serious.

I let out another deep breath and contained the eye roll this time. "Emmett…I love you," I said quietly.

Emmett's face broke out into a wide smile as he shook his head. "Dude, you're such a pansy-ass."

My face fell at his words. "Asshole," I said as I punched him in the arm.

He grabbed the arm I had hit and rubbed it gently. "Ow! Calm yourself, I was kidding," he laughed. "Seriously, dude. I love you, too." And with that declaration, he took my head under his arm and started giving me a noogie like we were in third grade or something. "You're my baby brother," he bellowed proudly as I struggled to break free from his grasp.

"Settle down, boys," Alice scolded playfully, grabbing Emmett's other arm and tugging him toward her. He finally released me and clamped a giant hand on my back as I glared at him and tried fixing my hair. He looked at Alice and smiled cheekily. "Tell me you love me, baby sis," he prompted.

Alice rolled her eyes at Emmett's term of endearment, but her face broke out into a bright smile as she leaned in and kissed his cheek. "I love you, Em," she stated easily.

"I love you, too," he answered, placing his arm around her should again and squeezing her gently.

"Now if you'll excuse me," she finally said, "Jasper is waiting." She smiled and kissed us both on the cheek before walking past us to find her fiancé.

"Yea, I'm gonna go find Rosalie. You good here?" he asked me. He chuckled when he noticed I was still running my hand through my hair in an effort to tame it since he had messed it up.

"Yea, fine," I bit back. He chuckled again and patted me on the shoulder as he walked past me.

I looked around for Bella and saw her standing near our table talking to another woman. I didn't want to interrupt them, so I made my way to the open bar again and took a seat at the stool as I ordered a Jack and Coke.

I sat there, drinking my drink slowly for about fifteen minutes, when I felt the stool beside me become occupied. I looked beside me and saw Bella ordering another glass of champagne from the bartender. When he turned around to get her drink, she looked at me and smiled.

"Hey, you," she said softly.

"Hey," I said, placing my hand on her thigh and rubbing it gently.

"Trying to get a feel of my underwear, Edward?" she smirked. "Word is you like the silkiness of it. Maybe the comfort?"

My jaw dropped open at her teasing and I immediately retracted my hand from her thigh. "Who told you? Emmett or Alice? Oh, hell, I'll kill them both," I said angrily as I stood up from my seat.

Bella grabbed my arm and pulled me back down as she laughed at my expense. "You will do no such thing," she said in between fits of laughter. "And just for the record, it was Emmett."

I went to stand up again, but she held my arm firmly and pulled me back down. "Look, I wore them for most of the day, so of course I grew used to them," I began to explain hastily. "That was the only time, though. I would never do it again even if someone paid me."

"That's a shame," she said, her voice sounding disappointed. "The idea of you in women's underwear was kind of a turn-on."

My mouth fell open again as I stared at her in shock. "Are you serious?"

She burst into laughter at that and quickly thanked the waiter as he handed her her drink. "No, Edward, and please don't try it out," she warned once the laughter had subsided.

I finally started laughing along with her until my hand was back where it belonged, on her thigh. "Good, because that was a one time thing," I stated with finality. "I'd appreciate it if we would just forget about it."

"Deal," she agreed.

"So how are you tonight?" I asked quietly.

She nodded as she took a sip of her champagne and looked at me. "I'm good. I'm…happy." She let out a small laugh and looked down at her glass.

I smiled at her and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "I'm happy, too," I said softly. She looked at me and leaned into my touch. "I talked to Alice," I added.

"And?" she implored, turning to face me fully.

"And…everything is okay," I stated simply, still giving her a soft smile.

Bella smiled back at me and leaned forward, placing a kiss on my lips. "Let's go to the table," she said, grabbing my hand and pulling me with her. She seemed like she was in some sort of hurry and I didn't understand why until we got to our table and I saw that my parents were the only ones sitting there.

"Edward, Bella," my mother greeted us happily. I smiled in return as Bella pulled me down to sit beside her and across from my parents.

"What have you two been up to?" my father asked us, a bright smile on his face.

"Just enjoying the party. Alice and Jasper put together some wedding rehearsal," I complimented with a smile.

Esme nodded in agreement. "They sure did. It's absolutely beautiful, isn't it?"

"It is," Bella murmured softly before clearing her throat. "So listen, Edward and I have something we'd like to tell you."

I turned to Bella, my eyes widening in surprise at how she was taking control of the situation and getting right down to it.

"What is it, sweetheart?" my mother asked her sweetly, leaning forward.

Bella took a deep breath and grasped my hand in hers tightly. "Edward and I, we, um…we've had some problems these last few months."

Esme furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as my father looked equally concerned beside her. "What sort of problems? Are you both alright? Is it medical?" she started asking earnestly.

"No, no, nothing like that," Bella said, shaking her head. "We're both healthy. We're fine, we just…" she trailed off and looked at me. "Jesus, this seemed like a better idea on the walk over here," she said, laughing humorlessly. "I can't, Edward," she whispered pleadingly.

I nodded understandingly and kissed the top of her head, putting my arm around her shoulders and rubbing her arm reassuringly as I looked back at my worried parents. "Bella and I were on the verge of divorce at one point," I said softly. Esme gasped and sat back in her chair as Carlisle placed a soothing hand on her arm. "We had some issues that we should have worked out, but were both too stubborn to," I continued, looking at Bella and smiling faintly as she smiled sadly in return.

I let out another heavy breath and looked back at my parents. "When we came here, we were still technically separated—had been for three months, to be exact—but we didn't want to ruin the wedding or make everyone unhappy, so we kept it to ourselves. Then Emmett and Rosalie found out and…it took a while," I chuckled, remembering Emmett and Rosalie's games, "but they finally got us to stop being stupid and work our shi—I mean, our issues…out," I explained, turning to look at Bella again and giving her another reassuring squeeze. But she wasn't looking at me, instead focusing her gaze on my parents, more specifically, on my mother.

"Esme, do you hate us?" Bella whispered quickly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

I frowned at her question, but I could understand it—I, too, had had a fleeting thought that perhaps my parents would be so displeased with what we had done that they wouldn't want to speak to us for some time. I looked back at Esme and saw her looking at Bella with a shocked expression on her face. I couldn't tell if it was due to Bella's question or everything that we had just confessed.

"Bella…" she started, shaking her head. "How could you possibly think that?"

"Bella," Carlisle spoke up, leaning forward since my mother couldn't seem to formulate any response right now. "It's alright, sweetheart. Nobody hates you. We both love you so much."

Bella nodded and averted her gaze to her lap as I continued to look at my father. "We're so sorry we lied to everyone. We just thought it would be best not to upset anybody. We were going to tell you when it was official," I explained.

"Edward, you're not still…" Esme trailed off, looking at me with a horrified expression on her face.

"No, not at all," I said fervently, shaking my head.

"Not even close," Bella added, having finally looked up at them again.

"We don't need to know the details, it's not our business," Carlisle stated. My mother seemed like she wanted to argue, but then she sighed and nodded in agreement. "But do you mind telling us why exactly you thought divorce was ever an option?"

I shrugged. "I honestly don't know. Everything seemed to happen so quickly," I said, looking over at Bella as she nodded subtly.

"We were both so…broken, I think," she added quietly. "Like Edward said…we were both too stubborn and stupid to just talk it out." She looked at me again and sighed. "I won't ever make that mistake again."

I leaned forward and kissed her forehead, letting her know that I loved her and that I felt the same way. I turned back to my parents. "I know you said it was none of your business, but we want to tell you what happened," I said, looking at Bella for confirmation. She nodded in return and I took a deep breath before diving into the story.

I felt like we had told this story so many times and hearing it over and over again just reminded me of how stupid we had been for not talking things out when the problem first arose. I could tell my mother held back from voicing her opinions every once and a while and for that I was grateful.

They were both equally concerned about Bella's insecurity issues and didn't understand them, but Bella reassured them that she was working through it. And I told them that they weren't alone in their thoughts, and that I, too, had needed some time to understand her and realize where my mistakes had been as well.

It was stupid of me to even consider for a second that my parents would have disowned Bella and me when they found out the truth. There were definitely moments when they voiced their disappointment in our lack of communication, but they then went on to reassure us that it could happen to any marriage. I was shocked to hear my parents tell stories about altercations they had gotten into with one another because I had always viewed them as the happiest couple in the world.

Once Bella and I finished telling our story, Esme stood up and hugged Bella and I both fiercely. I could tell Bella was extremely worried about my parent's reaction—I was as well—and my mother saw this and wanted to give her the reassurance that she needed.

My heart constricted in my chest when Carlisle pulled Bella into a warm, fatherly embrace and I could see the love radiating off of him. Then he turned to me and hugged me as well. My father and I were extremely close, but I couldn't remember the last time we had really hugged. In that moment, I felt so much like a small child, but I couldn't find it in me to care.

We sat there and talked for a couple of hours as the party continued around us, catching up on the missed time since Bella and I had moved to New York. During a small pause in the conversation, I excused myself to go get everyone another drink from the bar and as I finally reached it and ordered the beverages, I felt a hand clamp down on my shoulder. I swiftly turned around and saw a man who looked to be in his late thirties standing there with a small smile on his face.

"Hi there, Mr. Cullen. I'm John Jenks," the man stated brightly, dropping his arm from my shoulder and extending it out to me. I looked at him confused for a moment, but took his offered hand and shook it. "You can just call me John, though. Some people call me J.J.," he added in a friendly manner.

I nodded slightly. "Nice to meet you."

"Ahh, well you're probably wondering how I know you're name. My wife actually works with Dr. Cullen so we've known the family for the last couple of years. He always tells her about his lawyer son in New York so I was very excited to meet you. I just opened a new law firm here in Seattle," he said, reaching inside his suit jacket pocket and retrieving a small silver box. He opened it up and took one of his businesses cards out and handed it to me. "I practice criminal law like you and I'm currently looking to hire some new attorneys. Since the firm is fairly new, I want to make sure that I hire the best, and from what I've heard, you're one of the best."

I chuckled softly as I looked up at him from the business card I was reading. "Mr. Jenks—"

"John," he corrected with a smile.

"John," I nodded. "This is an honor, but…my wife and I…we live in New York. I'm working at a very respectable law firm there and she's a journalist who is very happy with her job right now. I don't think…I don't think I can accept your offer."

John nodded in understanding and offered me a subtle smile. "I understand. But just consider it. You'd be starting out in a whole new place and with your experience, I think you would make an incredible asset to the firm."

"Thank you, sir," I responded politely.

"No thanks necessary," he smiled. "And if you do change your mind, you can call me or send me your resume. My e-mail, work phone, and cell phone are all on the card, so you can contact me whenever you want."

I nodded and thanked him again as I put the business card in my jacket pocket.

"And it's Edward, right?" he added. I nodded in affirmation. "Alright, well, Edward…I really hope to hear from you." And with that, he turned around and disappeared into the crowd of people.

I sighed and completely forgot about the drinks I was getting. I turned around and saw them sitting on the bar so I grabbed them—balancing two in each hand—and walked back to the table, only to see that Bella was now alone. She looked up at me as I set the drinks down on the table and sat down beside her.

"Hey, I'm sorry for not giving you any warning earlier and then basically leaving you to tell Carlisle and Esme everything," Bella blurted out in a rush. I could tell she had been sitting there, anxiously awaiting my arrival so that she could apologize.

I shook my head and grasped her hand in mine. "Don't apologize. I'm glad we did it."

"I just had this rush of…I don't know…adrenaline, after you told me everything was alright between you and Alice. I felt like I could do anything. I guess I was wrong," she said, smiling wryly.

"You did fine, love. I'm glad we were finally honest with them," I soothed her gently. "I feel so much…lighter now."

Bella nodded and squeezed my hand gingerly. "Me too."

"Where did my parents go?" I asked when I remembered they were no longer at the table.

"Well you took forever, so they decided to go dancing," she teased, smiling at me.

"Yea, sorry about that. Some man came up to me, offered me a position at his law firm."

"Really? Wow, that's amazing. What did he say?" she asked excitedly.

"He just opened up a new law firm here and he wanted to know if I was interested in a position. His wife works with Carlisle so he's heard about me," I explained dismissively. There was no way that I could seriously consider the job—even though the more I talked about it, the more appealing it all sounded.

Bella and I would start out in a whole new place. She would definitely be able to find an amazing job here with her tremendous writing skills; she could even take some time off and finish her book. We would be closer to our family, including Charlie. We could go visit him in Forks whenever we wanted.

But Bella and I had our whole lives back in New York. She had to up and leave everything behind for me once and I couldn't possibly ask her to do it again.

"Well, what did you say?" she asked me, bringing me out of my musings.

I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at her again. "Uh, I told him we lived in New York and we both had careers and everything there, so I couldn't accept his offer."

Bella stared at me for a minute before sitting back in her chair and nodding minutely. She shifted her focus to her lap and I wondered if she was upset about something.

"Are you okay?" I asked her softly.

"Yea," she replied quietly, looking up at me and forcing a small smile. "Did you at least get his number?"

I nodded. "Yea, he gave me his card," I said as I reached inside my suit jacket and pulled it out, handing it to her.

She took it from me gently and looked it over. "The Law Offices of J. Jenks. He has a cool name," she laughed softly, causing me to chuckle in response. "Well aren't you 'Mr. Big Time Lawyer'?" she teased, handing the card back to me. "People are handing you business cards now."

"I'm hardly a big time lawyer. I just have a father who can't stop bragging about his children," I joked.

Bella laughed quietly and let out a small sigh. "Either way, it's still an amazing opportunity, Edward." She paused for a moment, hesitating, and I could tell that she wasn't sure if she wanted to say what was on her mind. "Are you even going to consider it?" she asked so quietly that I had to strain to hear her.

"No, I don't think so," I replied.

"Why not?" she questioned, and I could tell she was trying hard to keep her tone casual.

I shrugged. "We live in New York. You have your job there, I'm working at the firm. I don't see how we can just up and leave everything behind."

"But this is a great opportunity for you, Edward," she pressed.

"Bella, you said the same thing when I was offered that internship in New York five years ago. And I tore you away from your family and friends in Forks and moved you across the country."

"Edward, I love you," she stated fiercely. "I would have flown across the world for you. It doesn't matter to me, it never mattered to me. All I want is for you to be happy."

"And I want you to be happy, Bella" I countered.

"I'm happy anywhere as long as I'm with you."

Her words made my heart clench as I let out a shaky breath. "What about your job? The magazine?" I prompted.

She shook her head. "Edward, forget about all the details for a minute and just listen to me, okay?" She paused and after I nodded my affirmation, she continued. "I miss my family," she stated simply. I opened my mouth to respond, but she went on quickly, "I feel like we're so far away from everyone. Being here for the last few weeks made me realize how much I truly do miss them. And Charlie…I haven't seen him in over a year," she said, her voice breaking slightly.

"Where is this all coming from?" I asked her, confused. I had been having these same thoughts for the last few weeks as well and I had no idea she was feeling the same way.

She shrugged. "I don't know. It's just something I've been thinking about lately. After my talk with Alice earlier…I just…I've been thinking about it all night. I didn't realize how much I miss seeing everyone. How much I miss being close to everyone."

"I know," I stated, my voice rough. "I miss them, too."

She let out a shaky sigh and looked down at her lap again as I turned my attention to the table. "But…Bella, you have a career in New York," I pointed out. "I can't ask you to leave everything behind again. You did that for me once."

She looked up at me again, tears in her eyes. "But, Edward, don't you see? It's not just for you this time. It's for me, too. I miss my family. And I know you do, too."

"I do," I nodded. "I do, I just…it seems like a really big decision to make."

"It is a big decision, but we need to make it together. Edward, what do you want to do?"

"Whatever you want to do," I replied softly.

"No, Edward," she said, shaking her head. "What do you want to do?"

I searched her eyes for a moment, never breaking her gaze, as I contemplated my answer. I already knew what I was going to say, but I was wary of voicing it out loud. After battling with myself a moment longer, I finally gave her my answer.

"I want to move back to Washington."

Bella stared at me for a really long time and I was starting to feel a little nervous under her gaze.

"Good," she finally said. "Because I do, too."

I couldn't help the smile that broke out across my face and I didn't think twice before leaning in and capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer to her as I wound my arms tightly around her waist. A throat cleared from beside us and we both looked up just as one of the guests walked by, looking at us with a mixture of amusement and unease on his face. Bella blushed deeply as I chuckled and watched the man walk by.

"Well, that was awkward," she said softly.

I looked back at her and brushed her hair back behind her neck. "What about your job?" I asked, repeating my question from earlier and picking up our conversation again.

"I'm a writer, Edward. I'm sure with some time I can find something here. Esme was actually just telling me about one of her friends whose a senior editor for the Seattle Times."

"You don't have to work right away, you know," I told her. "You could always finish your novel. Get it published."

Bella scoffed. "Wishful thinking."

"I'm serious, Bella," I stated firmly.

Her smile faded and she placed a hand on the side of my face. "I love you, you know?"

I chuckled and leaned into her touch. "I know."

"So we're really doing this?" she asked me excitedly.

I let out a heavy breath and nodded. "Yea, I mean, there's a lot of stuff we still need to figure out, but…I'm going to call John Jenks as soon as we get back to New York. We can go from there?" I asked, making sure she knew that we were both in this together.

She nodded and leaned in to kiss my lips chastely. "Yes, Edward," she whispered against my lips. "We can go from there."

Author's Note: Okay, so there are only one or two more chapters left before the epilogue. I'm guessing it's going to be one, but I just have to wait and see how it pans out. We are almost to the end :( I'm going to be so sad when this story is over and I'm going to miss you guys like crazy, so let's just not think about it right now ;) Thank you for reading!