Epilogue- Fourteen years later.

"I got in!" shouts Masen, running into my office and waving an envelope in the air.

I take a glance at his excited face. "Where?" I ask.

He hands the letter over to me. "Have a look."

It's a letter of acceptance with Harvard University's crest. "Congratulations", I say, swelling with pride at his accomplishment. "Rosalie and Emmett would have been so proud of you."

He shakes his head. "I can't believe it", he says.

"You deserve it Mase. You worked your ass off to get the best scores."

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"What's with the sad expressions?" asks my wife when she comes down that morning.

Masen strolls over to Bella, his mother of all intents and purposes, throwing his arms around her. "Harvard rejected me", he says.

"Oh shit", says Bella as she grabs the eighteen year old in a bone crushing embrace. Even from a distance, I can see that her brown eyes are blazing with anger. "It's their loss. Don't be upset, sweetie. You'll find another school to go to. There's Yale, Dartmouth…."

I chuckle as she recites the names of many colleges.

"Don't be so inconsiderate, Edward Cullen", she turns her glare over to me.

"Why don't you just tell her already?" I mouth to Masen. "Or she'll go murder an academic head."

He thinks this over for a second. "Nah, I prefer to get Bella's attention", he says out loud.

"What are you talking about?" my wife looks between the two of us with curiosity

"He got in", I tell her.

She lets out a shriek, jumping up and down like a teenager. "This is amazing", she says.

"Who got in?" wonders my twelve year old daughter Chloe, sleepily rubbing her eyes as she enters the room.

"Masen", answers thirteen year old Maggie. "Who else do you think they'd be talking about?"

Chloe Lillian and Maggie Esme are my two little girls. Maggie was born in my first year of marriage to Bella while Chloe came one year after that.

Maggie has my bronze hair and her mother's brown eyes. She's a tom-boy and quite a handful for us to manage. Much to my delight and Bella's dislike, she loves soccer, baseball and every other sport known to mankind.

On the other hand, Chloe has blonde hair that goes down to her waist in curls. Unlike her older sister, she's a complete girly-girl. She has my green eyes and whenever I look at her, I can see a glimpse of Rosalie at that age.

"Masen is going to college", Bella informs the girls.

Maggie's eyes widen. "Great", she grumbles. "Now that he'll be gone, I'll be stuck with Chloe."

Chloe smirks mischievously. "Alec told me that Irina got accepted into Harvard as well", she says.

That explains a lot. Irina Hale is Masen's girlfriend of two years.

I'd heard that they were fighting over not wanting to have a long distance relationship while at college. This solves that problem.

"Yeah", says Masen. "What else did that brat say?"

Ah yes, Alec Hale –Irina's fourteen year old brother- is Chloe's best friend. He's two years older than my daughter and Masen doesn't like the fact that a boy spends so much time with one of his younger sisters.

He doesn't call me Dad or Bella, Mom but we're his parents in so many ways. He remembers Rose and Em to some extent. His memories are a few from when he was a toddle and as for the rest, Alice, Jasper, Tanya and I fill in the blanks for him.

"Alec", Chloe brightens up at his name. "Told me about the time you climbed up Irina's bedroom window at the middle of the night."

Masen looks horrified at this revelation. "She's said enough", he says, clapping a hand on Chloe's mouth.

Maggie snickers. "No she hasn't. I'm sure she has loads more to tell."

"Alright kids", says Bella in amusement. "It's Saturday and since we've got a reason to celebrate, I suggest that we go out for breakfast. What about it, Edward?"

"Sounds like a plan to me", I reply.

I'm so grateful for days like these.

Days when I'm with my loved ones.

The End

So this is the official ending of this story. Thank you for sticking around till the end and I hope that you enjoyed reading this. Thank you so much for your support, reviews and encouragement.

I'm open to ideas for future-takes.