Epilogue

TWO YEARS LATER…

It was another blindingly blue day as the champagne flowed on the sundeck of the Nerida , which was anchored just off Mykonos, basking in the Aegean sun.

A small party of elegantly dressed people were there to toast the release of A Mermaid Moon , the first book in the Astraon trilogy, which had been sold for a high six-figure sum at auction a year ago.

There was to be a huge publisher launch party in London next week, but it was this party Tiffany had looked forward to the most.

Just like their wedding, it was a small affair, with only a handful of her and Theo’s closest friends and family.

Theo’s parents and grandparents plus Tiffany’s mother and Mikey, who’d moved to Paris a year ago.

Vasilis and Deidre and the twins were here, as were Dimitri and Helena Kouris.

Also present were Ivan – looking resplendent in his kilt – and Kelly, who still claimed they’d known from day one that she and Theo were going to end up together.

And Ari and Kelsey, of course, along with Cora, their now eighteen-month-old little girl who was the apple of everyone’s eye.

Tiffany inhaled deeply as she watched the scene from the back railing, a pile of her books ready to be signed nearby.

Sunshine warmed her lungs and burst through her chest in a bloom of radiant contentment.

Never in a million years had she imagined she could have this kind of life – the man of her dreams, the place of her dreams, the job of her dreams.

‘Your soda water,’ Theo murmured as he slid in behind her, pulling her back into him, his arms slipping around her waist, his hands splaying against the bulge of her thirty-week baby bump.

‘Thank you.’

Kissing her temple, he whispered, ‘You did it.’

Tiffany smiled. ‘We did it.’ Because she couldn’t have done it without his faith and encouragement and total belief in her ability.

‘Happy?’

‘More than I’d ever thought possible. You?’

‘I am the luckiest man on the planet.’

She held up her glass. ‘To the best worst feeling in the world.’

Chuckling, Theo also raised his glass. ‘To love.’

And they tapped.

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