Come September
epilogue
Karen H.

It could have had the potential to really tear them apart, but in the end, it only served to make their relationship stronger.

Sometimes that’s what happens when you learn just how precious time can be. Knowing that tomorrow is not always a guarantee. That something as strong as love...it can’t be brushed aside.

It was for this reason that things were now the way they were. The way that they should be.

It all started with a forced kiss when they were fifteen. When he was forced to acknowledge his feelings for her. And it almost ended one bleak winters night, when their unborn child was stolen from them. When her life was almost taken too.

He had come within inches of losing all that he loved...the only thing that mattered to him.

As she lay in a hospital bed, he made a deal with God. Let her survive this and I promise you I’ll never be blind to how she feels again. I’ll tell her everyday how much she means to me...how much I love her, just don’t take her away from me.

And he got his wish...but not all that he wanted.

How could he tell her ALL that she meant to him, when she didn’t even know what he was to her.

He once thought that maybe God was playing with him. But now, now he knew differently. He knew now that in order to prove how much she meant to him, he had to go without her for a while. He couldn’t tell her. If he did tell her then he’d just be selfish.

In the end she came back to him.

And she still wanted him.

Loved him.

Two months after their long awaited reunion, they got married. It was a small ceremony, just close friends and family.

Everything was back on track. Especially when, midway through the ceremony she whispered to him ‘I’m pregnant’.

When you fall in love with someone, you invariably take a big risk. You risk losing that person.

What you have to do is, is decide on whether the risk take is worth it.

And in the end...it always is.