And that's just how the story goes I suppose.
Sometimes in life you find the one you're meant for. Sometimes you lose each other, sometimes for good, sometimes for a short amount of time.
But what is meant for you, never goes by you.
I learnt the hard way, but now I've got something so precious and perfect I'll never let it go.
Edward is the man I love, the only man I have ever loved, and I was blessed for him to love me back.
We got married a year later, right by that bench and that lake in Central Park.
I'm pregnant now, expecting our first baby that I'm sure is a boy, but Edward believes is a girl.
Who knows, maybe you'll find out in the next book.
But for now, that's all.
Like two raindrops on a window, we travelled towards each other.
We met in the centre, we joined, and we'll never ever be apart again.
Not even close to 'the end'.