Chapter 17 Epilogue

                                    

                                          
(Inspired by this cheesy commercial that will definitely give you the feels!!!)
                          
"They're wonderful love." James said comforting you who was pacing back and forth in the room staring at black and white photographs.
                          
Today was the party in the gallery that was showcasing your pictures. It your stomach drop to think that people would  not like your photography or worse no one shows up at all. 
                          
"It's controversial James." 
                          
"It sends the right message." He assured you making you stop pacing and turn towards him. He cupped your cheeks giving you a peck on the lips "People will love it."
                          
The photos displayed were candid ones that showed inequality towards gender, race, religion you name it. Your moto in life is "Treat someone like how you want someone to treat you." and you lived by it. There had been violent riots and peaceful protests that took a turn for the worst over this year. So this project was your baby over the past couple of months. And everybody from politicians to hippies to the group of friends who you and James had been close with ever since you all survived Skull Island together RSVP to attend tonight. Well I hope they do....
                          
"Eden, you're doing it again. Don't think, don't stress. It's bad for the baby." James had been extra protective ever since you became pregnant with his child. You were now nine months pregnant and ready to give birth anytime...you were in fact two days late now but insisted on carrying on with the party.
                          
And it did. The party turned into a huge success and the gang was more supportive than ever. Multiple photographs where bought by the media and a job offer by the New York Times almost made you faint. Now you and James were driving home after a long day.
                          
"Why were you in a hurry to leave?" You ask your boyfriend of five years. That's right, boyfriend. It surprised you that he didn't popped the question yet but carrying his child you hoped it would change his mind. Unfortunately, he wasn't hinting anything so you guys were still boyfriend and girlfriend. Ughh You felt like a teen and not an adult.
                          
"You just had a photo gallery, and I just happen to have one too." He answered placing his hand on mine. I looked at him wondering what the heck are you talking about?
                          
He wouldn't give any answers or clue to what he meant but kept quiet and humming to the song that was playing in the radio. 
                          
We were finally home and I hoped of the car grabbing his arm waddling as fast as I could to the front door.
                          
"Slow down love, you'll trip." James laughed.
                          
Opening the door my jaw was open in shock. A red carpet was laid on the floor with light bulbs flashing on the sides making a clear pathway. Pictures hung of you both during your most treasured memories like our first kiss?? But how did that-
                          
"Mason." You and James said in unison. You continue walking towards the end. The last picture was different though. It was a drawing of you and James. You gasp after seeing it and looked beside you to see James exactly replicating the drawing in front of you.
                          
He was on one knee holding out the most beautiful diamond ring you have ever seen "I know I'm a few years late but...Eden will you marry me?"
                          
"Yes! Yes I will!" I broke into a grin jumping into a kiss. He turned me around kissing back. "I love you." He breathed out.
                          
"And I love you too my captain, always and forever." The last surprise of tonight was that after a few minutes of processing that you both are now engaged water spilled between your legs. You gave birth to a beautiful baby boy after.