A/N: Hi everyone, I am really thrilled MBP crossed one million mark. Thank you all for supporting, reading and voting for this story. I know many of you have been asking for an epilogue and this seems to be a special moment, so here you go. Hope you will like it. Cheers!

After exactly one year ..

Halloween Day

Rio De Janeiro,  Brazil

Rahul took Ana on a surprise trip. She expected them to land in Las Vegas.

It was the place they met for the first time. It was the place he proposed to her last year. It was the place they made passionate sex last year and the result was currently lying in her lap, attached to her breast.

"Rahul, why Rio? I thought you were taking me to Las Vegas, our favorite place for Halloween." She questioned Rahul with a puppy face, shifting Saya from left breast to right.

Rahul was lost in his own thoughts laying on his stomach and watching his little princess feed on her mommy chest.

"Rahul!" Ana shouted little louder, surprising baby Saya, making her turn adoringly towards her Daddy.

"Yes, honey!" He finally answered, giving Saya a big smile. She returned his smile back, without giving up on her mom's nipple.

"Aaaww" both of them uttered seeing her smile.

Rahul looked at Ana and Saya admiringly, his eyes glowing with love. For him it was perfect bliss, his wife and daughter in front of him, secure and happy. He missed all that with prince and it was painful reminder of their past.

He didn't want to miss any moment in Saya's life. He changed his entire schedule around Saya's routine and was spending most of his time with Ana, Prince and Saya. Ana was really happy to have Rahul hanging around and participate in parenting activities. She also felt bad for depriving him the same experience with Prince.

She looked at his happy face watching her and Saya and blew him an air kiss.
"Hey Mister! Are you hungry? Want some milk? " Ana asked Rahul, pointing  her chest with her eyes.

"Thanks honey! I am good." Rahul replied bending towards Ana and kissing her lips.

"There you go Sir! Take your daughter. My job is done, I will check on Prince." Ana handed Saya to Rahul and pulled up her dress, tucking her breasts inside.

She pulled her hair up, tying with a band and walked towards the other bedroom, where prince was sleeping.

Rahul took Saya from Ana's hands and placed her on his thigh. He then carefully bent her forward, balancing her with her right hand and rubbed her back with his left hand till she burped. Saya was busy trying to catch his hand to chew on it, but Rahul managed to make her burp. Mandy taught him the technique, so that she wouldn't throw up milk.

He then moved Saya to the changing table, carefully placing her on the table and then placed a hand on her to stop from rolling over. After taking a long breath, he removed her diaper and disposed it. Saya started giggling and rolling as he tried to clean her up.

Ana would usually make fun of his technique and tell him stories about prince and how he sprayed her multiple times while changing his diaper. After cleaning her up Rahul put a new diaper on Saya and then picked her up and carried her to the bed.

He pur her on his chest and started telling her a story. Saya's attention was on his nose and she was trying her best to take a bite. After few attempts she got tired and fell asleep on his chest.

"Wow! Father and daughter are having a good time .." Ana stopped mid sentence after Rahul cautioned her that she was sleeping.

"Sorry ..that's my sleeping place." she whispered and picked up Saya carefully and placed her in her crib. After making sure she was comfortable, she climbed onto the bed and straddled Rahul, putting her head on his chest.

"Ana .."

"Hmm"

"Are you happy? Do you miss anything in life?"

Ana lifted her head and looked into Rahul's face wondering why he was asking. She then slid forward and holding his face with her both palms, slowly kissed him. "I am very happy Rahul. I can't ask for anything more."

She then bent sideways to switch off the light.

"What are you doing?"

"Switching off the light .. lets make love."

"No .. wait."

"No .. no lights .. Saya can see us."

"Dumbo .. she is a baby."

"Even then .. no lights and no moaning sounds .. kids can hear us."

"Don't worry  .. I will go light on you." Rahul answered.

"Haha .. I was talking about you. You moan louder than me." Ana replied.

"Ok .. wait .. I have a present for you." Rahul pulled her back onto his chest, stopping her from switching off the light.

"Really .. you already gave me everything  .. you don't have to get me a present every halloween." She replied snuggling into him.

Rahul reached under his pillow and handed her neatly wrapped present.

Ana took it from his hands and sat on him, turning it around, trying to guess what it might be.

"Looks like a necklace box."

"Open it." Rahul moved her aside and sat with his back against the headboard and  then pulled her between his legs, making her back lean against his chest.

Ana's excitement grew as Rahul's hand went around her wasist and pulled her into him. "Your hands are getting busy .. you want me to open it later?" She asked pushing deeper into him and rubbing her face against his chin.

"No open it now .. I will behave." Rahul replied with a puppy face.

"Okay", she started ripping off the covers from one corner.

"You will be surprised .. "

"What? Its a book!" Ana exclaimed.

"Yes, its a special book from a very special person."

"You got to be kidding me." Ana ripped the covers fully.

"Why not .. you are the first person to see it." Rahul held her close to him as she took out the book and looked at the front cover.

"Rahul! .. why did you put my picture and who is this other guy?" She looked shocked to find her picture on the book. Also there was a picture of another guy.

"Why ? .. You didn't like the picture?"

"No .. I am not saying that .. it just looks different. I never wear that kind of dress. Where did you get it from?" She turned and complained with a puppy face.

"Also how dare you would put someone's else picture with me. It should always be I and you" She hit him with the book.

Rahul pulled her closely and wrapped his hands around her.

"Honey .. its not your picture." He slowly whispered.

"What?" She picked up the book slowly confused by his statement.

"It is someone else who looked just like you." He said again slowly, tightening his hold around her waist.

"Rahul .. please don't play with me .." her voice trailed away and her hands started shaking as she looked closely at the picture and slowly traced it with her fingers, the meaning of his words slowly sinking in.

Her body shuddered lightly as she turned towards him for confirmation and tried to ask him .. but nothing came out. She could feel the emotional storm building inside her in anticipation of the news she has been yearning for her entire life.

Rahul nodded to her, confirming her doubt, as he couldn't speak also, overcome by the emotion of the moment. Ana held onto the book tightly, afraid it might slip away and started crying. She tried to stop but couldn't control her body from shaking uncontrollably and she dug deeper into Rahul crying.

She wasn't prepared for his surprise. Her heart was beating rapidly and years of pain, selfdoubt, humiliation and anger burst out at the same time. All these years she felt like an anchor less boat, free falling star unaware of its origin.

Rahul held her close to him and let her cry her heart out as she couldn't take her eyes off the picture of the couple on the book. Rahul was prepared for her emotional outburst and held her close to his heart waiting patiently for her to recover from the shock.

Finally after forty minutes, her shaking and crying subsided as she stuck to him like a leaf, holding the book against her chest. She found enough energy to ask him the eventual question.

"Ra..hul .." she couldn't continue but her finger was on her look alike picture.

"She is Sofia .. comes from a very well known family here in Rio .. beautiful just like you and of course she is your mother." He answered slowly.

She lifted the book and placed a small kiss on the picture, whispering "hello mama".

"He .." she pointed to the man in picture, moving in his lap.

"Miguel  .. your father .. came from a hardworking family .. loved your mom more than anything. He would be very proud of you."

She kissed his picture too, "Hello Daddy".

"Mama .. Daddy .. I miss you so much" she kissed their picture again and again.

She suffered endless nights as a child thinking about her parents, yearning for their love and affection. She imagined them in so many shapes, sizes and colors and she prayed to every god for some evidence of them and now with their picture in front of her, she was so happy, she didn't know how to react.

"How Rahul .. how did you .." she started crying again, looking at the photograph again.

"Breathe .. breathe .. Ana .. ", he pulled her face into his chest to control her shaking. "You need to be strong. We are meeting someone tomorrow."

"Who Rahul .." she brightened immediately, knowing she had a family now.

"Ana .. There is someone who has been looking at his front door for years, hoping one day you would magically walk through the door. Your grandfather." He replied, rubbing her back.

"Oh God! I can't wait Rahul." She then turned doubtful, "What if he doesn't like me?"

"Ana, he would be so happy and of course he would love you so much. You are mirror image of his daughter. We need to be careful and not shock him as you look exactly like your mom and he may get confused. Meanwhile you can read your mother's dairy and learn about the family." He suggested.

Ana opened her mom's dairy, carefully looking at all the markings and her mom's handwriting. It was like she was entering a new world .. her parents world.

"I am so happy today. I am returning back home after finishing high school in Switzerland. Since mom passed away, papa put me in a boarding school in Europe, far away from home.

As the car entered driveway, my eyes were searching for Miguel, son of our gardner. I knew he would be working the summer to earn enough money for his college. As the door opened, I looked around and there he was - picking  up my luggage.

Miguel .. I shouted.

He looked at me for a fraction of second and then moved his eyes away. I know servants aren't allowed to look directly are speak to the family, but Miguel is not a servant in my eyes.

He is my childhood buddy and friend. I know someone warned him to be careful around me. I need to talk to papa about it. I am looking forward to spend lot of time with Miguel this summer, no matter who says what.

...." To be continued in part 2

A/N: Thank you all for travelling with me on this wonderful journey. At some point there will be part 2 and I will continue this story about Ana's parents. Cheers!"

Note: This has so far been the most emotional  chapter I wrote. Had really tough time closing it.