All the way to the bungalow, she pondered her good fortune. Never did she imagine that she would end up back where she started, that she would grow to enjoy island life, meet an amazing man, and fall in love again. A few months ago, it didn't seem possible. She thought she deserved to be alone and miserable. Slowly wither and die. Thanks to her time on the island, she found the strength to accept her past and, in doing so, alter her future.
Alexis pulled up in front of the bungalow and studied the outside. She imagined all the happy moments still to come. Maybe a child or two, if they were lucky. Either way, she had three gorgeous nephews to dote on. Her heart surged with hope. Alexis grabbed the champagne bottle and hurried to the front door. She didn't bother to knock. Instead, she threw open the door and stepped across the threshold, into the sweet embrace of the present.