A Second Chance

Epilogue

As her confidence had started growing while she was around me. She was no longer the wary and silent girl I had met last year, who would have all her walls up as soon as I entered the room. Nor was she the awkward, shy girl I had grown up with, who lived in her own little shell and was too scared to step out of her comfort zone.

She was the sexy, vibrant queen that she had become after she had moved here. And she had started trusting me enough to allow me to see and enjoy her true self in her full glory. She no longer guarded herself around me. I was no longer an outsider watching from the outside, as she let loose around others. I was one of them.

I still couldn't believe how lucky I was. I had almost lost this amazing and beautiful woman because of my stupidity. I knew I didn't deserve her, so I had vowed to make sure I would not waste this second chance that I had been given.

I will make sure she knows how much I love her. How much I valued her. I won't leave a single chance for her to leave me again. I won't ever allow her to feel unwanted ever again, I promised her silently as she finally stopped,  standing inches away from me, ending my torment.

Or so I thought, as she slipped her arms around my waist and pressed her body against mine. She molded herself to me, making my dick instantly come alive and push against her stomach. I heard her sigh in satisfaction.

"Love?" I called softly, running my fingers through her soft strands.

"Mmmm?" Came her muffled reply from against my chest.

"What are you doing?"

"Enjoying you." She said simply, making my heart flutter.

I smiled even though she couldn't see me and planted a kiss on the top of her head. I checked to see if anyone could see us from the inside, but the curtains were drawn, and there was no sign of the girls.

"I missed you." I said, hugging her tight. She lifted her face to look at me, and I took that opportunity to capture her sweet, lushous lips in a kiss.

When we finally pulled for air, I gazed down at her face. Her cheeks were flushed pink, and her lips were swollen from the kiss. Her eyes were glazed over with the look of desire in them. My girl looked perfect, I thought as I removed a strand of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear.

I felt the now familiar tug in my heart. I was finally home, I thought, smiling lovingly down at her, feeling content and at peace after years.

I am so glad about the decision I made to start over in a new home. I wanted to leave behind everything to start over with Nicola. More for her sake than mine.

I didn't want her to make a home for herself in her sister's home. She had tried her best to create her own identity and have her own life. I didn't want to drag her back to our childhood hometown, where she'd had so many unpleasant memories and had to live in her sister's shadow. I wanted to delete the past and erase all the mistakes and begin again with a fresh start.

With that in mind, I had gotten rid of Sarah's diary. I didn't want Sarah's mistakes to come and haunt Nicola's happiness. Sarah had spent her last years being a wonderful sister to Nicola. She had supported her, loved her, and been her biggest fan - if the collection in our room and the library that I later discovered were also Nicola's - were anything to go by. That's all that matters.

Nicola doesn't need to know the mistakes Sarah had made as a teenager. She would forgive her even if she knew. So why taint her memories of her sister for her and cause her unnecessary pain and trauma.

I know I would have hell to pay if she ever found out from another source about her sister. But that's still not enough of a reason for me to voluntarily go and hurt her.

And as for the girls, their mom was their idol. Their mom was also human, but knowing she had hurt her sister like that, it would be devastating for them. So, to let my girls stay their innocent self, I decided to burn the unpleasant truth about their mom.

And as for Sarah's infidelity, she did that to me, and I knew. So, I would deal with it on my own.

I already had someone find the guy and had him checked out. I didn't want him coming and interrupting our lives with any surprise visits.

Turns out the guy had genuinely loved Sarah, and he had been trying to convince her to leave me. I didn't know how I would have reacted a year ago, if she had, but now I just feel sorry that their love hadn't reached a happy ending like mine. It made me even more grateful for the second chance that I'd been given.

The End
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