Sakura's POV

I stood in a well designed conservatory looking out at an orange and yellow sunset.

I pondered on the events of last year. It was this time last year Syaoran stopped me on that bridge, this time last year my life changed. The sun began to set on yet another day of my life and I started to think of others that were affected.

To begin with, Syaoran completely disowned Sheifa and Fanran from the Li clan. Sheifa returned back to China where she resumed work in her business firm independent from the Li Company. Syaoran never spoke about her and I made it my business to do the same. The rest of the family cut of ties with her also and I have not heard from her since.

Fanran came crawling back within two months begging for Syaoran's help. Ironically the day before she returned Frank died of old age and left Fanran with a very, very small portion of his money with the rest given to charity, much to Fanran's disgust. She finally got what she always wanted, to run a company, Franks company. Unfortunately Fanran did not know or realise what running a company entailed so it wasn't long before she almost plummeted it into the ground. She was given no choice but to hand it over to professionals. With her money spent and gone she came back to Syaoran in tears and distraught. Syaoran was not falling for it though. Just like Sheifa Syaoran did not see her as family. While he wanted to kick her out and leave her poor and without a cent, some persuasion, mainly on my part convinced Syaoran to give her a cheque big enough to plan a grin on her face. Needless to say it should be a very long time before we ever hear from Fanran again.

Feimei packed up her thing and moved to Japan to live with her boyfriend Azuma. I don't think I've ever seen someone as loved up as those two. Of course the revelations of her mother had an effect on her but Feimei was strong and Azuma was there for her every step of the way. Once settled in an apartment not an hour away from Syaoran and I she returned to college to study Architecture. She never asked much from Syaoran, nor did she inquire about the business. She became a relatively normal girl and if anything, was relieved to escape her former life under the strict rule of Yelen.

As for Fuutie…Fuutie needed a lot of counselling. The ordeal of revealing the secret left her in a bad place. She still harboured responsibility for her father's death. She became ill and even more reclused, as if Yelen was still watching her and Fuutie could never really free herself from what happened. But with the support of Syaoran, Meiling, Feimei and myself Fuutie gradually became better. In fact, I began to see a side of Fuutie I never saw before. She became happier than ever before. The grip of Yelen was slowly loosening leaving Fuutie with closure.

Syaoran was there for her more than before and even offered for her to stay with him. After a while Fuutie became completely independent and settled in the same apartment block as Feimei. It would take a while before she could let go of the past and accept that it wasn't het fault but she was on the slow road to recovery. She was becoming healthier looking and began setting up a branch firm of Meiling's firm. Fuutie truly saw me as her sister and we became like so as time went by.

Meiling completely re-evaluated her staff and made some major changes to her firm. She thoroughly went through past cases and even offered to bring Yelen to justice. Speaking of which, with Syaoran and Tomoyo's break of with the engagement the letter had to be brought to public knowledge. I braced myself for this, waiting for rejection and social isolation but instead I was surprised to be received eagerly by Syaoran colleagues. Due to the amount of respect Xiao Lang had his final wish was deeply respected and accepted.

As for his final wish, Syaoran continued to run the business. He lost no contacts and if anything, sympathy for what happened between him and his mother attracted more investors.

Meiling offered to prepare a case but Syaoran declined. Yelen's reputation was already tainted by the forgery and by her own doing. To bring murder into it would bring about more misery. We knew what happened, that was good enough for now. Yelen's name was something to be frowned on. I think that's something Syaoran found closure in.

As you can guess, Eriol and Tomoyo practically fell into each others arms. Although Tomoyo and Syaoran had issues they needed to sort out. Syaoran harboured a lot of guilt for lying to Tomoyo. They were working it out slowly.

The birth of Tomoyo's daughter Kimiyo brought about a complete change in Tomoyo. She changed dramatically back into my once childhood friend. Of course she apologised over and over and I truly felt she realised the wrong she had done.

Though I once said Tomoyo and I would never be friends again, I find myself contradicting. The sisterhood was progressively becoming stronger and I saw my friend returning back to me. It was like time turned backwards and instead of us becoming strangers, we became stronger than ever before. Tomoyo cut of all ties with her mother and finally stopped trying to win her approval and I swear, she has never been happier. As for Eriol, this whole time he must have known, he must have known this would all have worked out. I wish I had his confidence all along. As you can imagine, Eriol and Tomoyo were deeply in love and were able to express it without shame and make up for all those years of wishing it could happen.

After a lot of thinking they decided to move to London to raise Kimiyo and of course, there were wedding bells for their future. Tomoyo and I certainly would not be breaking of contact. We parted once and I think my mother would have been smiling to see us rekindle our friendship.

So that brings me back to my situation. Syaoran and I were married within that year and yes, it was better than anything I could have imagined. My father was absolutely delighted with my decision to stay in Japan. Canada was not out of the picture altogether, and Fiji was still a thought, then again I may never venture across the pond at all.

So here I stood in a conservatory, soon to be turned into a nursery for my child, the next generation of Li. I looked down at my ring not believing this was reality and not just a dream.

"What are you doing?" My husband asked joining me.

"Reminiscing." I said with a smile un-erasable.

"About what?" His arms circled around me and pulled m into his close embrace, something I became used to. His chest pressed against my back with his hand resting on my bump. Only two months to go now…

"Just things…" I said smirking with my cheek pressed against his chest feeling the never ending warmth from him.

We both gazed out onto the sunset perfectly content in our lives.

I turned around to kiss him thinking how lucky I was. I wasn't even upset that we lost so much time together. So much time we could have been in love. But I didn't think about that. Instead I thought of our future, the happiness that awaited us.

As he held me, I knew this was forever. Syaoran and I, we would never be apart. We could survive what happened, we would survive anything. Him and I. I would never lose him again. This I sealed mentally with a kiss.

He was mine, it was worth the years of waiting. And the sun set on another day of my life casting a violet light around us. There was no pain, no hurt, no loneliness. My heart, which once shattered reconstructed itself again and became his.

Inside, there were no signs of heartache,

Inside, I would never be lonely,

Inside, my heart was with him forever,

Inside…I was healing.

THE END

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