43.EPILOGUE

I was hoping it wasn't all a dream, but even if it was one, I wish I could stay like this for a while. Maybe in the morning, I wouldn't feel so empty and lonely inside. Maybe this could fix my broken heart, maybe seeing him in my dream was enough or maybe... chasing stars means falling into space.

I opened my eyes, my head still resting on the pillow below. I was just gazing at the sight in front of me. The gorgeous man, lighted by the moon, holding his son on his shoulder, saying sweet things in baby language. That little thing looked so good on him.

I could still make some differences. From the side, I was looking. He looked more of a man. Wider shoulders, sharp jaw, and I would say a scarier look on his eyes.., the oceanic eyes I would spend hours looking at before going to sleep. This time it was different. He had changed the last year.

Even though I was scared that even if I spoke everything I had in front of me would decipher, I still believed and took a deep breath to say the ne