UnBreak This Heart(57)

I’m so happy those four stopped being so stupid and are now living their dream together. They deserve it more than anyone. I only wish I was able to get mine.

But, that wasn’t in the cards for me. After being up here, in this beautiful place in the sky, I’ve learned so much. I was never going to be with Mason in the long run. I was that statistic—high school sweethearts, getting divorced in the end. As I was looking at the future we would have had, I saw more of a repeat of the past—abuse and cheating. Mason and I didn’t suit each other. It would have been years from now, but it would have happened with our son being split between the two of us. I even saw how he would have met Moira if I had been alive. Seeing myself in the midst of the divorce, I was one of those women.

Seeing the future of what would have happened to us, I’m glad that this was my happily ever after. Though it might not be ideal to most, it is to me. This way, I’m able to watch my family with no hurt, no anger, nothing between us—just a happy family.

I peek in at my mom and dad; I was surprised to see them back together. About a year after my death, they got married. My dad also left the church, saying that he felt too guilty for being in that line of work after what he did with his own marriage. I smile at seeing my parents cuddled up on the couch, watching some old movie.

I go back to Mason and Moira. She has my son on her lap, and she’s quietly singing to him, and he’s lit right up.

“I love you, Mom,” Hunter says.

Moira smiles. “And I love you, handsome,” she says, kissing him on the head.

He gets off her lap and runs over to Mason and his siblings, laughing and playing around. I hope Mason realizes that, even though we spent so much time apart, I am eternally grateful for all of the good times we shared. I wouldn’t trade giving him Hunter for anything in this world.

Looking at Moira, I notice she has her eyes closed. “Thank you, Hilary! I wouldn’t wish this on anyone, but thank you for bringing those two men into my life. I hope I do you proud,” she whispers.

With tears flowing down my ghostly face, I smile. I hope she knows that I love her too; she’s been what Mason needed. I couldn’t have asked for a better woman to take care of my family.

“You’re welcome,” I whisper back.