"How?"

"You choose Weston, without hesitation over my power, over the hold that I have, over my magic." He was practically glowing with happiness as if I choose him.

"In dream, that was you?"

He neither agreed nor denied, just grinned.

"My whistles was to make you see what direction you take and each time I did that you moved away from whistle and towards Weston. The night he waited for you outside the house, you heard the whistle around three. Weston was still there, had you not been angry the whistle would have brought you again to him. You loved him even way before you realised and Elise like I said I hate love tragedies, so I am jubilant that you two love each other."

I now realised the reason for his smile and happiness.

"I charmed that annoying Megan anyway. He is not going to be a trouble anymore. But trapping his father with the flute was more fun." He chuckled to himself thinking about his accomplishment.

Suddenly the door opened and dad and Leah entered.

"Let's go, its time." He said completely ignoring a tall man in front of them.

"Don't worry Elise, only the one immune to power can see me but of course they can hear me If I want them to. And btw, your sister is hot." He winked and left me shocked and open mouthed.

Damn, Leah does make a impression on everyone.

"What are you gaping at, come?" Leah yelled at me.

She looked more nervous than I was.

It was time for me to walk down the aisle and I gripped my dad's arm.

He bent and lovingly planted a kiss on my head making me smile.

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I was confident now. I met the whistler, I know that he was there whenever my heart was in doubt and then his whistle made sure I was pulled towards Weston. I was proud of myself that i didn't get trapped in his music instead I loved my own musician.

And I got even more confident when I saw Weston looking at me with wide eyes and slack jaw. I stifled a giggle. Oh, he look dapper in a suit and all my thought was on kissing him as we stood across each other for vows.

And guessing his gaze leaving hot trails all over my body, his thoughts were mirroring mine.

I playfully arched my eyebrows at him while he smirked at me.

As I said my I do, I realised that Weston was mine to have. No one else's, it was how fate planned it.

My thoughts were sealed with his kiss that proved we belonged together.

"Sweetheart, you look gorgeous." He whispered close to my ear making me tremble slightly.

Pied Piper's words ran through my mind as to how he was lonely when he had no one to love him for who he was.

"Superstar husband, you are never getting rid of me now. It is till-death-do-us-apart." I said lightly kissing him and earning hoots and cheering from family and friends.

His breathing hitched and he looked at me with awe, gratitude and a smile.

"I am so glad that I could change your hate for me into love. Because I can't imagine loving anyone else Elise." He breathed out the words.

And suddenly he dipped me dramatically , my back forming an arch. I squealed a little at his gesture but he was a rockstar after all, he was giving people a show as he planted a kiss on my lips.

Damn, I was officially Elise Hamilton now.

THE END.

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Officially the end people!

I am going to miss them, Elise, Weston...even Leah!

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We know who the whistler is and as much as you guys must have wanted it to be Weston...it was a too cliched choice to make so I had a little bit of magic put in *cameos are cool* XD

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