It's true. Someday you'll get what you deserve, eventually.

When Jean Valjean died, Cosette lost everything she had. Her wealth ended quickly, now, she was living on the streets it was worse than when she was with the Thénardier marriage.

Marius, left Cosette, although it was the hardest thing he could do. He was still in love with her but he was heartbroken and he couldn't be with her, not anymore. He was passing a really hard moment without Cosette. He was trying to get over her but it was very difficult to him. Although, his friends made it a little bit easier, they were amazing, and he loved them because of all they were.

Bahorel declared his love to Azelma, although she was just turned 16. The age was the less important thing; he loved her the same way as she loved him. At the beginning he was a little shy, but he talked to his friends, his counselors, they made him be brave enough to confess Azelma what he felt about her.

Joly, was single but he was happy, the same as Grantaire.

Courfeyrac found his love, Melisse, he looked for her since he survived the revolution, and a few months later he found her, but he hasn't confessed his love yet, because he wanted to wait, he wasn't ready.

And Enjolras and Éponine, were preparing the wedding, the days passed and they were more in love every day. Of course their love wasn't perfect, no one's love is perfect, but they loved each other and in spite of some of their discussions, at the end of the day they always forgave each other because they couldn't stay mad to each other not even for only five minutes.

There was missing only one day for that big night. The happy couple was walking around the streets of their beloved city, without worrying about anything else just thinking about their coming wedding. Suddenly, someone approached to them from behind.

Thénardier took Éponine by an arm and he pulled her on his direction. He was furious because he had no one to get money for him, he only had his wife, but, she was not enough. He needed his daughters for his own benefit. He wanted to explode them until the day they die.

"You thought that you were going to be safe from me silly little girl? Now I've found you and you are going to go for your sister. And then, you, the other girl, your mother and I are going to leave France and we're going to go to America" he disposed.

Immediately, Enjolras reacted. With all his strength he apart Éponine from her father and punch him in the face so hard that Thénardier touched the ground.

"You are never going to take her away! You want money?! Then, I'll give you enough to live your miserable life but you are not going to touch Éponine or Azelma! Ever again! Did you get that?!" Thénardier smiled with wickedness with a secret meaning behind. Enjolras understood that and he punch him again.

"Fine, fine…. But first, something:" Thénardier stood up and stared Éponine trying to approach to her, but Enjolras didn't allow him to "You can dress with fancy clothes, go to fancy events and try to be a class woman, but you are never going to be more than a stupid rat, a sewers insect".

Enjolras got furious and he tried to punch Thenardier again, but Éponine interposed between him and her father, she wanted to talk. She approached her father's face and looked at him in the eyes.

"And you can say everything you want but nothing of what you say could ever hurt me again" she said clearly.

And they turned their faces and started to walk away. They went to the remodeled Musain café to meet their friends. Meeting again at the Musain made them have great memories. When they arrived, they noticed Marius and Azelma really surprised and thunderstruck. They were together staring at a piece of paper, when they noticed Éponine and Enjolras, they stood up.

"We were waiting for you. Look 'Ponine!" Azelma said, snatching the piece of paper of Marius's hand to deliver it to Éponine, she read:

Cosette, Éponine and Azelma

"What is this?" she asked.

"I found it in the room where monsieur Fauchelevent was staying while I was engaged with… Cosette" Marius hesitated.

My beloved daughters, I have fought with myself so many times to tell you this, I've been trying to find the right words to tell you this. Now I learned that I can't hide the truth forever, so I must tell you this by this letter because I couldn't stand the shame to look you in the eyes after you know this. Many years ago, there lived a man named Jean Valjean, he lived with his sister and nephews and he was an honest gardener, but he didn't won enough money, his family was starving and one of his nephews was close to death, so he had to steal a loaf to save him. The law discovered him and he was locked on prison for 19 years until he had a parole which he broke. Many years later, he became the mayor of Montreuil, and he was called Monsieur Madeline, the town prospered while he was ruling but one day he made a mistake, an injustice: in one of the factories he ruled there was a good woman named Fantine, who had a daughter with and innkeeper in Montfermeil that was blamed of something unfair, he wasn't there to defend her, so she was fired and she became a public woman, she got sick and Monsieur Madeleine found her and promised her to go for her daughter, she died and gave the little child to Monsieur Madeline keeping, he was discovered and he leave Montreuil, he took another name and he run away with Fantine's daughter. How could I say to you that I'm that man from the history without hurting your feelings? I love you girls; you are most special treasure of my life. Cosette, you are Fantine's daughter, she gave everything for you until the end, appreciate it forever. Éponine, Azelma, I'd never imagine I could love you as I do now, you are my daughters too and I'll give everything for you until the end, although your hard lives, you never let down, you are good women, and I thank God for that.

Forgive me girls, because I hid that from you so much time. I love you. God bless you.

Jean Valjean.

When she finished reading she started to cry with her sister they could never blame Jean Valjean they loved him so much. If he didn't say it, it was because it was hard to him. They understood it. They wished to hug him and say him they love him, to kiss him and so whisper in his ears. Jean Valjean was more a father to them than Thénardier.