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Chapters (65)
  1. Dedication
  2. Playlist
  3. Prologue
  4. FIFTEEN YEARS AGO
  5. One
  6. SIX YEARS AGO
  7. Two
  8. PRESENT
  9. Three
  10. Four
  11. Five
  12. Six
  13. Seven
  14. ARIA
  15. Eight
  16. Nine
  17. Ten
  18. Eleven
  19. Twelve
  20. Thirteen
  21. Fourteen
  22. Fifteen
  23. Sixteen
  24. Seventeen
  25. Eighteen
  26. Nineteen
  27. Twenty
  28. Twenty One
  29. Twenty Two
  30. Twenty Three
  31. Twenty Four
  32. Twenty Five
  33. Twenty Six
  34. Twenty Seven
  35. Twenty Eight
  36. Twenty Nine
  37. Thirty
  38. Thirty One
  39. Thirty Two
  40. Thirty Three
  41. Thirty Four
  42. Thirty Five
  43. Thirty Six
  44. Thirty Seven
  45. Thirty Eight
  46. Thirty Nine
  47. Forty
  48. Forty One
  49. SIX YEARS LATER
  50. Forty Two
  51. Epilogue
  52. ONE YEAR LATER
  53. Author’s Note
  54. Prologue
  55. JANE REYES
  56. Chapter One
  57. JANE REYES
  58. Untitled
  59. Untitled
  60. Killian De Luca
  61. Killian De Luca
  62. NINE YEARS AGO
  63. Untitled
  64. Acknowledgments
  65. About the Author

I stand up and walk closer to his bed. "I, Thalia De Luca slash Russo, love you, Alexander Russo. I know you said that you are selfish enough to have you die instead of me but I don't want you to be selfish right now. I know I told you that love isn't real but now I know what everyone is talking about when they say they are in love," I take a deep breath and a few more tears escape as I let a sob out. “I wish I a week ago when we made love.”

Fuck, I never cry.

Of course, Alexander Russo is making me cry.

"You can let go. I will be okay and so will your mom and dad, I will take care of them. I know how hard it is to fight and I don't want you to anymore. I know you're probably hurting so much to fight your way back. You can let go," I say before pressing a kiss to his lips softly while trying to hold in my tears.

He doesn't kiss back which makes tears come out of my eyes. I remove my lips from his and kiss his forehead. I lean my head on his stomach and wrap my arms around him.

I let out a sob when I don't feel his arms wrap around me.

"I love you, Alexander," I say before crying into his stomach and holding him.

Forty One

SIX YEARS LATER

"Baby, we got to go!" I yell from the kitchen as I grab the flowers and my car keys.

I hear footsteps come from upstairs and I see Landon in a gray jacket with dark blue jeans on.

"Is it okay if I wear this?" Landon asks.

I smile and walk towards him and kneel so that I am at his height. "Of course, baby. You look perfect." I kiss him on his cheek and then stand up. "Now we have to go because grandpa is going to be there before us." I take Landon's hand, and he holds the flowers in his other tiny hand.

"Is uncle Killian coming too?"

"Of course, he is."

Landon and I walk out of the house, and I lock the door. We both get inside my car and he gets situated in his car seat.

I am so thankful that he isn't a baby anymore because if he was then I was probably one more breakdown away from breaking the damn thing.

"Mommy," Landon asks, making me look in the rearview mirror to look at him.

"Yes, baby?"

"I wish I could meet him."

The small smile on my face wipes away. "I know. I'm sorry."

The rest of the drive is silent and once I arrive, I park the car in the parking lot. I get out of the car and then go to the other side of the car to get Landon. I hold Landon’s hand as we walk towards his father's headstone.