Harper
Three years later...
I closed up the store for the night, sighing lightly. I put the keys in my purse and looked up at the night sky.
A sense of calmness, tranquility drifted over me. I could officially say my mind was at ease.
I am living the future I wrote out for myself and I feel better than ever, very satisfied how everything worked out.
Still, despite all this, I couldn't help but feel something was missing. No, someone was missing. that someone was Ace. I had everything I wanted, my dream job, apartment, car, everything. Except him.
I didn't have him anymore. The man I love. The man who loves me. Loved me, I should say. It's been a long time since I last saw him. I'm sure he's moved on.
I don't know what's become of him but I could only hope he was doing alright. Like I was.
It hurt the think about him. Even though I've somehow gotten over it. I mentally scoffed, I barely got over it.
I took the ghost of him with me that night and since then, he's been haunting me. I had that part of Ace that stuck with me and I don't want to let it go.
I've tried, I've tried to let it go. Trust me, I did. But obviously, I've failed drastically.
However, after all this time, I've begun to finally, truly, wholeheartedly, love myself.
I slowly started falling in love with life again and that was all that mattered to me.
I told myself that it was okay he couldn't catch me. All I had to do what learn how to get back up. And I did.
I got back up and never looked back.
I smiled at the stars and walked down the sidewalk, crossing the road safely. I walked through the busy streets of new york and finally made it to the bridge.
I drank in the scenery, from the night sky filled with with stars shining so bright—like I once did, to the moonlight glistening on the soft calm river to the city that was wide awake.
The soft wind kissed my cheeks and for a second, I wished it were him.
I spotted a shooting star, soaring through the night sky.
My mind wandered back to him and the memories we shared. The memories now lost in time. Forever or not, they were still in the past and that's what saddened me the most.
I let out a long breath and was about to turn away from the bridge and find my way back home—not home but a place where I simply...lived in.
When, the sound of footsteps approaching stopped me.
Deja vu hit me like a ton of bricks.
Shutting my eyes for the briefest of moments, I turned my attention to them.
The person walked passed me and I felt a pang of disappointment.
It was stupid to think it was him. He probably moved on as life went on.
Those promises we made probably meant nothing to him, but they did to me. After all this time, I still hoped that perhaps one day, he'd come back to me.
It was dumb, I know.
Multiple people walked passed me until they all disappeared into the night along with the flicker of hope in my heart.
Sighing, I turned away from the bridge. Then, universe ignited that dying hope as someone approached the bridge.
The moonlight and street lamp illuminated their face.
A gasp left my lips as I was met with the eyes I loved—still love so much.
Impossible.
It couldn't be. The universe must me messing with my head.
After all this time, I doubt-
His gaze pierced right through mine and I felt that familiar flutter in my heart.
Time stopped as we stood there, by the bridge, in the middle of the night. And as our gazes locked, so did our hearts.
I dug my finger nails into my palm, thinking it would wake me up from this dream, as I drank in his appearance.
He had gotten taller, his shoulders broader, he had grown even more handsome than he was before.
It was funny, even after all this time had passed, he hadn't changed much. He was still the Ace I knew, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, I could see right through him.
He was still the boy I loved—the man I love. I never stopped and I never will. I couldn't help but smiled softly as I looked up at him. The man who had my heart since day one, the love of my life. The man who shattered my heart to pieces, the one I left behind.
It truly amazed me how we had became strangers but with a story written in the stars.
And now, we were at a different bridge, living different lives and completely different people yet we were still the same as we were all those years ago.
Nothing really changed, the love and warmth was still there. Maybe a little hidden but it was there.
He stared down at me, a familiar emotion flashing through his gorgeous dead eyes.
"Harper." he breathed out.
"Ace."
In the end, Death always caught Life, at some point.
The end