Page 31 of The Gargoyle's Ever After

The rest of the kids were dancing and partying still, but us immortals all found a couch to cuddle on.

“You know you’re not going to get away with being the mother of the bride or groom next time,” Rose warned, a big smile on her lips.

“Yeah, I know.” I said, sighing. “Sad really.”

“Sad that you’re just as young and beautiful now, as you were ten years ago?” Gabe asked me.

I kissed him, because how could I not. “No... not sad for that. I just... I’m not looking forward to watching my children grow old around me.”

When we’d first discovered that the curse had been broken, some of us had assumed that meant that we were also no longer immortal. But through the years we’d travelled and lived, and loved, it had become apparent that we weren’t ageing.

“That’s a long way off yet.” Gabe said, and I nodded, settling into his arms once more.

“How are the renovations going on your country house, Rose?” Bella asked, and the family settled into talks about their lives.

Gabe and I had lived mostly in New York for the past ten years, while the others had travelled and lived abroad. My kids had needed me, but now that the youngest boys were almost fifteen, I was beginning to think about how I wanted to spend the coming decades.

Bill had recovered and Anthony and he had married a few years ago. They still worked with us on occasion, but Roman had paid them so well for all they’d done for us that they pretty much retired.

Life was better than I’d ever expected. And with unlimited time, money and love, the world truly was our oyster.

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