And so, we have reached the last chapter of this story. I just want to thank EVERYONE who has reviewed my story, and all of the people who review in the future. You have all been so supportive and reading the wonderful things you wrote about my story has made my day.
And by the way, just so you don't get confused, this chapter is in first person. Think back to the intro where I said it starts in first person and at the end you find out who's POV it is.
I really hope you've enjoyed reading this, and congratulations to all who make it to the end of my little speech.
With love, as always,
Rach
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Promises Kept
"Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday Izzy and Jack,
Happy birthday to you!!"
My now ten-year-old twins grin and blow out the candles on their cake, as all their friends cheer. I smile too.
I remember the first year or so. I know I promised Gabriella I'd stay strong and look after the twins and everything, but it was still so hard to live without her. She was my first love, my only love, and I'd only known her for ten months. We planned to have perfect lives. When we quit school, we'd buy a big house with a huge garden the twins could play in. We'd get married on Valentines' Day, we'd have one of those huge fairytale weddings, and Isabella would be the flower girl and Jack would be the page boy. We'd have more children, get a dog, grow old together…
And yet Gabriella died at the age of sixteen, having not done any of those things.
But Gabriella Montez lives. In my heart.
I dream about her every night. I dream that we're in the secret place, talking about stuff. She'd tell me what her, Taylor, Chad, Sharpay, Kelsi, Zeke, Jason and Martha were getting up to in heaven and how my dad was, and I'd tell her how Ryan and the twins were doing here in Earth. We're literally worlds apart, but we're still closer than anything.
I kept my promises to Gabriella. I've loved every second of being Isabella and Jack's father. I've stayed strong for their sake. I've told them both all about their mom, and every day I tell them how much she loves them and how proud of them she is.
Sometimes, when I feel lonely, I talk to Gabriella, and she talks back, words that I alone can hear. I mostly tell her I love her. Sometimes I tell her I miss her. I often tell her about Izzy and Jack.
But tonight, I thank her. I thank her for making the last ten years and ten months the best of my life.
I love you, Gabriella. And I always will.