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“Amelie, my sweet sunshine, I’m sorry you didn’t get to grow up. Wherever you are now, I hope there’s pancakes. Enough to keep even you satisfied.”
A drop of moisture hit my neck, and I knew Matty was crying. Not for himself, or for me, but for my family. For the family I’d left behind, but never really said goodbye to.
“Geralt…” I choked on my brother’s name, the cut that ran the deepest. “I’m sorry I broke my promise to you. You died, making me promise to live. To be happy. I’m so fucking sorry I didn’t do that.”
Matty pressed a kiss to my neck, reassuring me that everything was okay. That he was there.
I wasn’t alone.
“Things are going to change now though,” I said firmly. “Meeting Matty has opened my eyes to what I’ve been missing. He’s reminded me that love is worth it. It’s worth any risk, any hurt, any trauma. It might’ve taken me almost six hundred years, but maybe that’s because Matty wasn’t born yet. He’s given me the strength to finally be the person I never thought I’d be again. The person I thought had died alongside all of you.” I hugged Matty tighter, tears blurring the tomb as I continued. “He wasn’t dead, he was lost. Matty was the light that guided him home.”
Matty lifted his head, meeting my gaze. “I love you, Seb.”
“I love you, sunshine.”
“You’re worth everything too,” he said, swiping away his own tears. “Our journey hasn’t been easy, but I wouldn’t change a second of it. Not if it meant ending up here with you. I’m proud of who you are, Seb. Of what you’ve survived. Of what you’re trying to do now.”
“All of it’s for you,” I whispered. “I want to be the man you deserve.”
“You always have been,” he said simply. “So now be the son they’d be proud of. The one who lives his life to be happy. Who fills his heart with the love and company of others.”
“I’ll try,” I replied. “I can’t guarantee I’ll always get it right, but I’ll spend the rest of eternity trying to keep my promise to Geralt.”
I slipped him from my arms, checking he was steady on his feet before stepping back and dropping to a knee. “Starting with this.”
Matty gasped, a hand flying to his chest. “Seb, what are you doing?”
The ring I’d carried that fateful night so long ago was between my fingers. How had I ever considered giving this to another? It was Matty’s. It was always meant to be Matty’s.
Vampires might not have fated mates, but there wasn’t a shred of doubt that Matty was destined to be mine.
“Matty, you don’t have to answer this now,” I said, my hands shaking as I held up the ring, the ruby twinkling in the sunlight. “We’ve only been seeing each other a couple of weeks, and I know it’s crazy soon, but?—”
“Yes!” He clapped his hands over his mouth. “Whoops, sorry. I meant to let you finish.”
A warm sensation hit each of my shoulders, like two people had laid their hands there. I had to squeeze my eyes shut for a second.
It couldn’t be my parents. There wasn’t supposed to be an afterlife for supes.
But I wanted to imagine it was them. That they were smiling down at us. Giving us their blessing.
I opened my eyes to see my future grinning at me. “Matty, will you marry me? Will you be my mate? Seras-tu à moi?”
“Yes,” Matty said again, bouncing on his toes. “Yes! I don’t even know what you said in that last part, but the answer is yes. It’s always going to be yes.”
I slid my mother’s ring onto his finger, love burning through me so fiercely I felt almost dizzy with it.
“It fits,” Matty said in wonder, staring down at it.
“It was meant to be.”
“Will you mate me?”
“Now?”
He nodded rapidly. “Please. It feels right, being here. With your family. I want them to know you won’t ever be alone again.”
If I could’ve fallen any more in love with Matty, that would’ve done it.
