Breaking the rules ✓

epilogue

Three years later

It's happening. And this time for real.

I'm marrying Mason.

A lot has changed in these years. Emily and Trey moved in with someone. She crossed paths with no one less than our Jake. They didn't know each other until I 'accidentally' pushed her on him and they hit it off after two weeks of knowing each other. Em is pregnant with a baby girl right now and so, so happy.

Ben and Celine announced their pregnancy one month after Mason and I got back together and they had twins. Spencer and Gabriella. Ben finally was able to let the dad in him out. The job suits him.

And as for Mason and I... we couldn't be happier. We came back together even stronger than before. The break up showed us even more how much both of our lives depend on each other.

Gianna is three years old now and half a year ago, we got blessed with our second little girl. And this pregnancy was a pregnancy every woman dreams of.

A man that cries from happiness when you find out about it, supporting you through every phase, mood swing or else. It was an unproblematic one without any sickness and I finally got my natural birth.

I can't explain the feelings I have when I'm together with my family. When I see how Gianna is with her little sister. The adoration and live she has for Eliana.

And their dad. The way he looks at these two and at me is simply showing that we all arrived where we had to be and wanted to be. That everything was meant to happen this way.

Mason proposed to me for the second time on Giannas' first birthday. It was perfect.

We just wanted to plan the wedding to the
fullest, - Mason wanted to. He said that he wants everything to be perfect for us to start our marriage life.

And he started with buying a mansion for the four of us. The apartment got smaller and smaller with four people and a dog in it.

I'm happy to say that I have achieved everything I every wanted in my life. So much more than I thought.

Right now, I'm standing in front of a big mirror, admiring myself in my wedding dress. My hair is half way up and in some loose waves, complimeting my make-up I'm wearing. And in this moment, my mom comes in the room with my two girls.

Celine looked for dresses that looked similar to mine for the two to wear. I could cry at the sight. Mom hands Eliana over to me for me to place her on my hip.

I hover down as good as possible to hug my older daughter close to me and attack her with kisses. She starts laughing so hard that little Eliana does the same without knowing why. She's a happy baby.

I look at my babies and once again wonder how this is possible. Both of them look so much like he does. Which is unfair to me because the only thing he had to do was to spill his seeds inside me.