FALLING INTO YOU
Epilogue

Rachel, Rose, and Jessica were all in the elegant bathroom of the party that they were throwing for the celebration of their photo shoot.

"Rose, I love that dress," Jessica said, putting on some lipstick.

Rose turned around. Her dress was a red wine color. The dress came down to her ankles, and her red crystal necklace and earrings with her red hair up made her sparkle.

"Do you really think so?" Rose asked.

"Duh," Rachel said. "Come on, guys, let's show our stuff."

Rose stared at the mirror.

"Do you still miss Jack?" Jessica asked.

"Yes. Even though it's been two weeks, I miss him like crazy," Rose said, still staring at the mirror.

"Come on, he wouldn't want you to mope," Jessica said, and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her out of the bathroom.

Rose sighed as Jessica tugged her along by the arm.

"Oh, Rose, darling, come over here!" Rose's boss said.

Rose walked over to the huddle of fashion designers, and she pulled her into the center of the huddle.

"This, everyone, is our star model. It seems that Rose had quite some action, with all those men in Paris," the designer said.

"Thank you, grandma," Rose said, giving her a kiss on each side of her cheeks.

"Now, I must show you some of these photos of her," Rose's grandmother said, and the herd of fashion designers followed her.

Rose stayed there with a glass of champagne in her hand.

"Rosie, Rosie, Rosie!" Mel said. Mel was one of Rose's best friends.

"Melly, Melly, Melly!" Rose said.

"Oh, my God, Beccy, look at that tan!" Mel said.

Rose laughed, and said, "And look at that butt. It looks like one of those rapper's girlfriend's," Rose said.

"So, how was Paris? Word has it that you got a guy?" Mel asked, taking a sip of her champagne.

"Yes, and I still do," Rose said.

"Well, where is the man? Is he cute?" Mel asked, looking around the room.

"He's not here. He's in Paris." Rose giggled.

"Oh, my mistake," Mel said, and giggled.

Suddenly, the music started to play softly.

"Oh, I love this kind of music!" Mel said. "Listen, sweetie, there is a very hot man over there that is calling my name." Mel left Rose.

Rose sighed and looked around. She closed her eyes and envisioned the club that Jack and her were at. She then opened her eyes back up, after someone tapped her on the back. Rose turned around, and was amazed to see Jack in front of her. Rose let out a breath of excitement as she looked at Jack.

"May I have this dance?" he asked.

"You may," Rose said, slipping her hand into his.

Jack and Rose started to dance around the ballroom, and everything started to spin, and they were now in a heavenly paradise.

"Your arm. It's out of its sling," Rose said, touching it.

"Yeah, the doctor said I could get it off," Jack said.

Rose smiled, and whispered, "I love you."

They stopped dancing, and Jack looked at Rose's soft eyes. "I love you, too," Jack said. "Now, may I ask you one more question?" Jack asked.

"You may," Rose replied.

"Will you marry me?" Jack asked, bending down on one knee, and opening up the velvet case, which contained an engagement ring.

"Yes, I will," Rose said, and they kissed passionately.

The End.

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