The last chapter, you wanted one more, here it is:
"You never did say," Jerome licked his lips as the two of them sat on the sofa. It hadn't been that much of an announcement to the house, to tell them the two were dating, Nina thought that they already were. Shown how much she knew. "How did you know Rufus?"
"Oh," Mara blinked in surprise, she had almost forgotten that whole incident. She pulled slightly on her white shirt "My dad's friends son's uncle." She smiled up at Jerome
"Your dad's friends sons uncle?" he repeated
"Makes sense." Jerome stated, more to himself than to her.
"Now, tell me more of this gem your dad wants you to find," she said eagerly.
"I dropped it down the sink." Jerome admitted, he looked crestfallen
"Oh Jerome," she sighed "Well are we going to go and get it?"
"I like that look." He said standing up "That's a Mara look, you know how we're going to get it back?"
"Of course I do," she shook her head at him "Trust me?"
"Always have." He smiled at her. They walked towards Jerome's room, hands linked, planning on smashing the porcelain white sink open, together.
They continued like that for the rest of their lives. Jerome finally plucked up the courage to ask her to marry him, and they had a small wedding in a small chapel. Not many guests were invited, just a few close friends and Mara's side of the family. Jerome visited his dad every alternate Saturday, and they were almost bonding.
The two of them bought a small house with a pool, they had an awards cabinet, literally filled. Mara's many science and research awards. And Jerome's 'how not to run a business' award. But at the very top of their cabinet, was their most treasured prize.
The two of them had won it in a tennis match back at school, and in the middle of it, sat a pink gem. Their most prize possession.
But that was the future, right now though
"Want to play a game of chess?" asked Mara, smiling hopefully
"I would be delighted to be you," and they both laughed
They would continue like this for the rest of their lives, where each chapter is more beautiful and more happy than the one before. No one has ever read anything like it before, and no one ever will. It would be too impossible to write, and to beautiful to read. But we can imagine
I do it all the time :-)