a/n: short and sweet but i couldn't leave these babies without a proper ending because last chapter was just such a cliffhanger. i know there are amazing books with cliffhangers like that, where you can only assume what's going to happen next, but i'm not that kinda person lol i need to know my babies are good in their universe and i need y'all to know too!

Three Years Later:

"I think we're all set for this session," my therapist said with a cheerful grin on her face. "You're doing so good lately, Jordan, I'm very proud of you."

"Thank you, Doctor!" I said, feeling genuinely pleased at her words. We've been through a lot these past couple years, but it was worth it.

It took me awhile to find the right therapist, but finding Dr. Mohamed was one of the best things to ever happen to my mental health. She helped me to accept and forgive myself for a lot of things I had done in the past and to repair my broken relationships, especially with my dad.

Things were okay with us. Not perfect, but much better than before. Over the years, we had talked about things a few times over. He had taken responsibility for almost all of the things I always needed him to, like for leaving and abandoning us when we needed him the most, and especially for Theo. He was the one taking care of Theo now, and he would regularly visit me and Seth.

He definitely wasn't perfect, and I hadn't forgiven him completely yet. I was grateful for the fact that he wasn't forcing me to forgive him too quickly and was doing his best to correct everything he had done wrong. It was better for me, because I just wasn't ready yet to completely forgive him, and I wasn't sure when I would be. But we had made so much progress thus far, thanks to Dr. Mohamed, and I will forever be grateful to her for that.

I gave my therapist one last wave and walked out of her office down the familiar hallway and out the doors into the parking lot. I took a look at my phone to see if Luke had texted me that he was here yet, but he hadn't, and so I put my phone back in my pocket and sat down on a bench.

"Hey, beautiful," I heard the voice of my angel say. I opened my eyes and smiled widely at the handsomest man on the planet. He smiled back at me, and I felt that familiar glow in my chest at the sight of it.

He took my hand and I stood up and kissed him quickly. "How was school?" I asked.

"I think I failed my midterm," he said sheepishly. "I could tell because the girl beside me had completely different bubbles filled in on her scantron."

"Maybe she was the one that failed. I'm sure you did great." I patted his shoulder reassuringly. "Can we go back to campus? I have to go speak with my advisor."

"Yeah, of course, beautiful. I should probably go figure out a day to meet with mine too."

Luke and I had thankfully been able to get into the same university. I started out at community college for the first year and a half because I wanted to be around Theo more, and Luke went straight into the four year. But after a year and a half I was able to transfer to the same school, and we were both on track to graduate on time. Hopefully. If my classes for the next few semesters didn't screw me up, which had happened before.

We both still had another year and some change left to go, but Luke had already found a full time job as a software engineer as a startup computer business, which I was so proud of him for. He really put in the hard work in college and was extremely smart and talented. I knew he would get the job as soon as he applied, because how could they not want him? He was perfect.

Right now, I was just doing internships and working at my department, which was the Department of Social Work. I couldn't get a proper job until I completed my Master's degree, so it was going to be another few years in school and another few thousand dollars in student loans.

But I had Luke to support me through it all. He supported me through every decision I made, but still kept it to me straight if he thought something I was doing was wrong or not helpful. So it was going to be alright. We were going to be alright.

Luke drove around to the side of campus where my department was. His was on the opposite side, so if he parked near me it would take him about 20 minutes to walk over there. I mean, he could definitely do that, but he was, in a word, lazy. But then again, so was I.

"Also, Luke, before I go, I have something to give you," I said, reaching down to grab my backpack. I unzipped the front pocket and took out the neatly wrapped box that I had prepared this morning before my therapy session.

"What's this?" he said with a big grin on his face. "Am I missing a holiday? Or an anniversary? Uh oh, I'm missing an anniversary of something, aren't I? Are you mad at me?"

"No, shut up," I laughed. "Just open it!" I laughed again, this time a bit too long and loud.

Luke eyed me suspiciously. "Why do you look so nervous? Is this a prank? Did you put a dead cockroach in here like the last time?"

I giggled at the memory and shook my head. "It's not a prank. I gotta go now, babes, just open it."

He ripped off the wrapping paper to reveal and small box, and when he opened it, he looked at me confused. "What's that?"

"Take it out," I said, beginning to get more and more anxious. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to do it this way, but when I told Dr. Mohamed, she seemed certain that Luke would be thrilled.

He lifted out the tiny baby onesie, which had on it in curly green writing, "Of course I'm cute, look at my daddy!" Luke frowned at it for a second, and I tried not to get disheartened at his expression. He was probably just confused. "Daddy?" he said. "This isn't going to fit you."

I shoved him. "That's not for me, you dummy!"

"That's not for you," he repeated. "Then it's for a baby."

Okay, he was slowly making his way over there. I stared at him and nodded. "Do you know whose baby?" When his blank look continued, I pointed at him and then pointed at me and then pointed at my tummy. "I know it's bad timing, but-"

Luke opened the car door on his side and got out, slamming the door shut behind him, and my eyes started to fill up with tears. So he wasn't happy about it, then. Of course. I should've known and been more thoughtful about it. The timing wasn't good at all, we were both so busy with school and work, we weren't financially in the best place-

My door opened, and Luke knelt down beside me. "Wait, why are you crying? Beautiful, why are you crying? Don't cry, oh my God, it's okay, don't cry!"

"I thought you were leaving because you were mad," I mumbled, tears streaming down my face. I was extremely emotionally sensitive right now, and the thought of Luke not wanting this baby, even though the thought only last a few seconds, devastated me.

"I am not mad, Jordan, don't be silly." He wrapped me up in a hug and when he pulled back I noticed that he was crying too, except he had a big smile on his face. "I'm not mad at all, I am so happy. Even though I did think that we were being super careful."

"Me too," I hiccuped, wiping the tears off my face with the edge of my sleeve. "But I guess one little spermie made his way out."

Luke laughed. "When did you figure out?"

"Yesterday, I realised my period hadn't come for a week, so I went to get a few tests and found out. You were at class, so I was able to hide it."

"Sneaky, sneaky." He held up the onesie to look at it properly, and I really saw in his face how happy he was. He seemed practically radiant. "I wish you had told me when I had more time to gush about this!"

"I'm sorry! I have to go now, but I promise you can gush as much as you want when I come home."

"You know I'm going to," he said, smacking my butt as I exited the car. I waved goodbye, but he grabbed my hand and twirled me around so that our chests were pressing together. "I love you!"

I couldn't hide the smile on my face even if I wanted to. I was so incredibly happy, I felt like I was about to burst.

My advisor could wait. Everyone could wait. I just wanted to exist in this moment for as long as I could.

"I love you more."

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a very cliche ending, huh? i probably shouldn't be saying this so it doesn't ruin the story for you, but i'm so glad it's finally over lol. if you're still on this journey with me, i am so grateful for you. thank you for everything you do for me! ily