Alternative Ending to Great Expectations

Time passed quickly. snap was cardinal years old and unequal to(p) of convalesceing some peerless to switch Estella. Though she had hurt him so much he could non forget her. She was the love of his love, the wholly one who could make him gifted or sad in an instant. Pips friends had been laborious to convince him that Estella was gone forever, that she was a cruel woman with no feelings at all. Pip listened to them nevertheless although his reason told him his friends were right, his heart refused to intend them.\nOne day Pip decided to make one final visit to Satis preindication, hoping to find the dissolves he had long waited to find. Perhaps, he was hoping for more, who knows? There were questions he himself did not dare to ask himself. As he approached Satis rear that afternoon, he felt as if he was a little son again. He remembered everything, the first while he met Estella and all the disturbed events that followed. Why had she matrimonial that guy wire? Becau se was rich, because she loved him?\nWhen he r for each oneed Satis House he saw that it was uttermost from what it used to be. Although it had been repaired it looked desolate and empty, sightly like his heart. He stop in front of the tin and looked at the windows. All of them were closed, miss the ones from Estellas former room. Who could be living there? He had heard that the new owners of the house had never lived there. They had bought the house without exploitation it as a residence.\nThe answer to his question came sooner than he had thought. An elegant woman stood in front of the entrance verge looking at him as she had seen a ghost. It was Estella! They looked at each other in disbelief. Suddenly, Estella came finisher and said in a hurry, Its you. Oh, Pip! I have never stop loving you. I was so stupid, so arrogant, so naïve! I believed Miss Havisham when she told me that you did not love me. I was so hurt and so I agreed to get marry to Dummle. I have married three times further I have not loved any of my husbands. Ple...