I laid with Ashton on the grass outside in our secret meadow and we stared up at the stars.

We named them each, and everything a star is named, and Angel is born. Many angels where born for several hundreds of years, but all those beautiful times did change.

Stars didn't mean a thing to anyone, angels had nothing to do with stars they said, but we all know the real truth, you can't have an Angel without a Star.

And as we stared up at the sky we knew this was our happily ever After.

The End.