Epilogue
I'm waiting to go in with Rosalie for the ultrasound. She and her husband, Emmett, agreed to carry a baby for Edward and me over three years ago. She gave birth to our daughter, who will turn three in two weeks. Today we are going to find out if our second child will be a boy or girl.
When the nurse calls us back it's to a large room so all four of us can be in the room. As they are preparing Rosalie I begin thinking over the last five years of my life.
Those first few months after the truth came out were difficult to say the least. Michael made the divorce a very grueling process. At first he said he wanted the divorce but then he loved me too much to let me go. It took Jane giving birth and her father showing up with a gun before Michael agreed to sign the papers.
I didn't believe Michael when he told us about the gun at first but as it turns out he was telling the truth. Aro is now spending life in prison for some crimes he committed in Chicago. Since Michael married Jane he reaps the benefits of all the money Aro accumulated over the years. We hear from him on occasion, usually when he's drunk. I tried asking him why he married me when he knew she was pregnant and his answer was, "Because, I didn't want to marry her. I loved you, I still do." That was after Emma was born.
He also, tried to claim that Emma was his. Forcing another court battle. A simple DNA test proved that Emma was in fact Edwards child. After a few other incidents, a judge finally ordered a mental health evaluation on him. He ended up being diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia. Jane recently filed for divorce because she found out he has been cheating on her too.
Many people wouldn't think Edward and I would truly love each other but we do. Edward and I attend counseling on a regular basis because even though we love each other we have our issues. There have been times when both of us have wondered if our relationship will end with an affair since that is how it started. But I don't think of the start of our relationship as an affair anymore. I think of it as discovering ourselves.
My counselor has asked if I could change anything what would it be. My only reply is, "If I changed anything with Michael, I wouldn't have Edward. So, the only thing I would actually change is I would have waited until I divorced Michael before entering a physical relationship with Edward." I've grown over the years as a person and so has Edward. We both made mistakes but we are happy now.
A tug on my hand brings me back to the present. I look at the screen and the doctor announces that we are having a little boy. We really did make my dream come true. Who knew a fire would change my life so drastically?
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