Epilogue

It's six years later when I leave the hospital, the way I saw that loving couple leave when Angela gave birth. In my arms I hold my little baby, Amore , and standing behind me is my loving husband, Christian. He puts his arm around my shoulder.

We get to keep this one, he says in my mind, and then he smiles, looking at Amore with such love.

You don't know how happy that makes me.

I can't imagine sharing a baby, a child, with Tucker, but with Christian, I know it will be great. I can feel the love. Plus, we've done this before.

You sure you have no regrets?

About what? I ask, confused. The name?

He laughs, a tingly laugh that makes me feel warm inside. No. About choosing me.

I smile up at him, looking at those gorgeous, green eyes. I still think of Tucker, even after marrying Christian, but I would never go back.

Not in a million years.

Author's Note: Okay, it's done. It didn't take long because I wrote the whole thing before posting it.

I had another idea for the epilogue, but then after this one I didn't know how to add it in.

The idea was a scene where Christian, Clara, three-year-old Amore, and nine-year-old Webster were playing on the beach. I thought it would be cute since Christian mentioned the beach and Webster is like their other baby. If you guys want, I can write it.

Now that I think about it, maybe I'll write more with Amore and how she grows up. c: