Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
I grab a pair of scissors out of my desk and open the box. I reach inside and pull out a baby blanket. It was mine. My mom had kept all of ours. "There is a note." Dylan reaches into the box, grabbing it for me.
I am looking forward to the next Chapter and all the Chapters you choose to make. I hope you let me read all the pages.
I love you.
Mom.
My eyes burn with tears. It's her way of saying not only does she want to be a part of my life, she hopes I let her. With a small nod to her saying she supports my dream of wanting to write. It’s the closest and most seen by her I’ve ever felt.
"I'm not going to cry," I sniffle. Dylan pulls me into him. I snuggle into his embrace. "Stupid hormones," I mumble against his chest.
I know a part of my mom's growth was because of Dylan. He'd been at my side when we'd gone to see my parents. He talked about his own mom and the loss of his dad.
“How are you feeling?” Dylan’s hand goes to my stomach. A small bump has popped out. I swear one day it wasn’t there, and the next it was. I love seeing it. It’s a reminder of the love Dylan and I share.
“Good,” I say through sniffles, making him chuckle.
“How about I make you feel even better?” He swoops me up into his arms, carrying me to our bed. The bedroom is no longer decorated with soft creams, but now it has touches of both Dylan's and my own. It is no longer a blank canvas but shows the life we created together.
My life may not have always been a fairy tale, but the second Dylan entered it, it became one. He is and always will be my happily ever after. I couldn’t have written a better ending if I tried.