Epilogue

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          Love was always a word that Sophie wasn't quite sure of the meaning. She had thought she had fallen in love but that wasn't the case, what does the word even mean? That you kiss and hold someone, telling them it'll be okay? That you see them first when you enter a room? That your heart beats for them and only them?

When Sophie met the boy who goes by Keefe she slowly got pieces of what love meant. That you let them be with who they want because they're happy. That you have to respect their choices because you don't control them. That you give them your all even if they don't want it.

Looking down at her pretty blue jewel which sat upon a nice silver band, Sophie smiled.

"I love you, Keefe."

"I know."

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