Epilogue
My love, my soulmate, my everything.
Roman
Six months later…
“I love you,” Elodie whispers between kisses, lighting up my nerves. It’s the first time these words have left her lips. The first time she’s uttered such beauty aloud.
She’s told me she’s loved me a thousand times, and none at all.
She tells me she loves me every morning when she eats her breakfast, moaning over my food.
She tells me she loves me every evening, with her mouth on mine and my hand in her hair.
She tells me she loves me at work, when she winks at me as Soren walks out the door.
She tells me she loves me at home, when she sets her alarm to eat dinner in the middle of a hyperfocused homework time.
She tells me she loves me every time our eyes meet and every time she sends a smile my way.
She tells me she loves me—
“I love you so much.”
Now. Out loud. For the first time.
I breathe in her scent, her smile, her essence.
“In every lifetime,” I agree, hoarse. “In every universe. In every way.”
This concludes Sweet & Salty .