Saying goodbye to my mom again was hard. But, I did it. And when she went away I cried to Pete. We hid in the bathroom of the reception. While everyone danced and had a great time, I was sobbing on my husbands shoulder. He rubbed my back soothingly. I started to calm down finally. He looked down at me and smiled.
"You okay?" he asked.
"I'll be fine" I said. He kissed my forehead.
"Okay" he whispered "Come on we have to have a dance"
"Okay" I followed him out. We snuck around everyone and they didn't even notice we were missing. He led me to the dance floor and we danced.
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"Thank you" I said to Ashlee. She smiled at us.
"I'm sorry I couldn't attend the wedding. I'm not allowed to show myself to so many mortals" She said gently "Patrick, I'll let you see your mother again. Once a month at least. I promise. You're a deserving man of at least that. You're heart is beautiful"
"You'll let me see her again?" I asked.
"You can see her one day every month" she said "That's the best I can do for you"
"Thats perfect. Thank you Ashlee" She smiled again.
"You both deserve happiness. Congratulations" she disappeared without another word. Pete and I smiled at each other. He pulled out the book he proposed to me with and flipped to the final page. It was a picture of us dancing at out wedding. And right underneath it said; The End.