Epilogue

Three Years Later:

I checked my appearance for the nth time. I was nervous, but I was also excited because today was my baby's first recital.

I can’t believe three years have passed since everything happened. My life has been so happy. I can’t ever remember it’s signing my life when I felt this much peace for such a long time.

I had nothing to worry about; I was surrounded by people who loved me and supported me. It was insane that I had a life that was so perfect.

My phone began ringing, and he picked it up from the table in front of me.

"Obaasan,” I cried out happily as soon as he answered the call. “I was just going to call you.” I said it with a smile in my voice.

“I’m sure you were,” she teased. Ever since I promised to call her one day and I forgot to do so, she never believed me. I told her I wanted to call her.

“I promise. I was going to call you because I wanted to talk to you before we left the house,” I said with a pout.

“You haven’t left yet?” She questioned me with an acc