A/N:

Thank you to each one of you who took the time in reading, voting and commenting on this book. Here we go with the epilogue one last time :)

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Few people enter your life to teach you true meaning of love. Aira was one of them. She always taught me to be carefree.

I wouldn't say the day I met her was one of the best days of my life because well after meeting her, she had only given me fine memories. From our stupid childhood banters to real adulthood problems, we had always been together.

One of my best memories of us included the time when I proposed her.

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The wind sent shivers down our body as we stood near the Eiffel Tower. Aira was gushing at how beautiful the sight in front of her was, while I couldn't take my eyes off her. She was way more gorgeous than the scenery out there. The way her eyes widened as she saw the tower light up during the night time and the way her nose turned tomato red due to the chilly weather, was a sight to watch.

She linked her arms with mine and let her head rest on my shoulder as I let out a nervous sigh. With my hands in my jeans pocket, I fidgeted with the box of ring I had with me. Saying I was nervous could be an understatement. I was scared for her answer. She wants me to move on and instead of that here I am asking her to marry me. Proposing to someone whom you know is going to say no was quite a task to do.

I turned facing her and saw her confused face. Well, here goes nothing. Taking her hands in mine, I placed them on my chest where she could feel my heart beating faster than it should. Her tensed expressions relaxed and she gave me an adorable grin. Breathing in and out for a second or two, I opened my eyes and stared directly into hers.

Kneeling down on my knees I took her left hand into mine, "Since the day we met all you did was fill my life with colours. I never thought a bold and strong headed girl like you would ever want to be friends with someone as shy and nerdy as me. You taught me to live life. You taught me how to be happy and now I want you to be a part of my happy life because whenever I think of being happy, I always think about you. You are my happiness. Now I know you'll start of with your same move on lecture and all, but I do understand you've your own reasons and I have my own reasons.

"I can't help but fall for you more everyday. I can't help but feel butterflies in pit of my stomach every time we share a kiss. I can't help but feel closer to you as days pass by. You're my first love, you're my first kiss and you're my first everything. I love you and now I'm rambling but will you marry me?" By the time I finished my last sentence, I was already trying to catch my breath.

Getting no reply I looked up at her but before my eyes could meet hers she smashed her lips on mine. Kneeling down to my level, our lips moulded perfectly as they moved in sync with each other. Breaking the kiss she said, "I want to be so mad at you for doing this, but the greedy part in me says to live upon one of my wish that is to share your surname."

"So, does that mean a yes?" I stare at her quizzically. Sometimes it's hard to decipher what she means because mood swings tend to be running in her blood.

Rolling her eyes at me she chuckled, "Of course! Should I give you in writing? Stupid, but my kind of stupid."

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I giggled at the memory. My gaze now fell upon one of our pictures during the wedding. She was hugging me while I rested my chin on her head. A small smile playing on my lips as I was too happy about everything that was happening.

They say a girl looks best in her wedding. True. Aira looked prettiest than ever.

Taking the photo frame in my hands I rubbed off the dust on it, "Mrs. Aira Jones, there's not even a single day that I haven't missed you. Past three months seemed empty without you, but I'm surviving them. For you."

Keeping the frame back, I held her diary and sighed. She had everything written in it. From our first meet to everything she felt throughout her journey with me and I read every single line of it. It was like reading and understanding our life with her point of view. She also mentioned about how I should move on from her. She always did. It was like she had set up a reminder so that she could remind me how moving on would help me further.

But I never thought about moving on, not at this point. We both have known each other practically our entire life and now suddenly adjusting myself without her was a bit difficult for me. I believe it would happen when it's bound to. If destiny wishes for me to move on from her, I will.

Till then I'm happy to live with her memories and our time we spent together. I'm happy to relive them in my head for one last time.