Lucy POV
Will keeps spinning us while the doctor declares that Daddy is alive.
Joyful tears roll down our faces as we break into laughter, resembling kids who have just found delight.
Will gently place me down. He presses kisses on my cheeks, nose, and lips until I start to laugh, even though tears are flowing down my face.
In the corner, gray remains, eyes. Awake, graced by a grin. He moves forward gradually.
He opens his arms broadly, and I rush into them because he, too, contributed to saving us.
He holds me close. Gently sways me side to side, allowing joyful tears to drop onto my hair.
The physician stated that Daddy is presently admitted to a hospital, but he will get here by tonight.
He states that Daddy desires to be with his girl more than anything.
It feels as though wings are growing from my heart. Rising. I move up and down, grasping Will’s hand. At the time, Grey’s hand as well.
Will lifts me onto his hip like I was a child again. Carries me along the hallway.
With every moment, he plants a kiss on my cheek. He comforts me, promising that from this point on, all will be well.
Grey strolls beside us. He frequently brushes my arm softly as though worried I could disappear.
Our faces could be grimy. Exhausted. Everyone grins broadly.
Nurses bring clothes and warm food to us.
Will assists me in putting on a pink shirt and tenderly strokes my hair with his fingertips. He secures it using a rubber band, and he finds “you are my little princess.” He said, kissing my cheeks.
I feel bashful and joyful as I rest my head on his chest.
We sat next to each other on the hospital bed, both eating from a bowl of soup.
Will pass the spoons. He breathes on them to lower their temperature so they aren’t excessively hot.
Grey sits opposite. Sips a drink each time Will's focus wanders.
We chuckle softly because we are together like a family, at present.
A kind police officer walks in holding an envelope. He smiles softly and hands it over to Will.
Included are documents declaring Will as forever free and a champion.
There is also a letter from Daddy written before the bad night. Will reads it out loud with a shaky voice.
Daddy expresses regret for showing his weakness. Some time ago, he experienced fear. He states that he has always known Will cared about me and protected me.
He mentions that Will has given his consent for me to marry him whenever I choose to.
Tears up in Will’s eyes while he lifts his hand to shield his mouth. He looks at me as though he thinks the words are incredible.
I feel my cheeks flushing. My pulse is racing.
Grey beams broadly. Offers a tap on the back, much as a proud brother would.
Will gets down on one knee right there on the hospital floor, and he gently holds my hand. Looks up with gleaming eyes.
“Lucy Jones " he murmurs, "would you grant me the privilege to cherish and safeguard you forever each and every day, for all time?”
He lifts a box containing the ring that shines like the stars. I swiftly nod, tears stifling my voice before I manage to speak.
"Yes, yes, yes " I whisper finally. I encircle his neck with my arms.
He raises me higher. Spins me around again as we both release tears.
The door flies open suddenly. Bella dashes inside with her disheveled hair. Tears poured down her cheeks.
She sees us. Starts to weep.
She hurries toward me. Hold me tightly so I can feel her pulse.
“I'm sorry for coming late.” She said and brought an object with her. She pulls out a USB drive from her pocket.
She asserts that it holds every secret that Cullen and Nana have ever devised.
“I removed it from the safe before the fire began.” She then hands it over to Will.
Will looks at the drive, his eyes growing larger. He gently holds Bella closer, “thank you very much.” He said calmly.
Grey holds her close. Together they cry, mourning the loss of their father.
I grasp Bella’s hand. “from now on you are my sister.”
A nurse hurries in, her eyes. Softly talks to the doctor, the doctor looks at us with a demeanor.
“All expenses related to moving your father to a hospital have been fully covered by someone,” doctor said
“And the person who signed the papers is Nana.”