Bonus Epilogue
Shayla
My hands shook as I clutched the package in my white knuckled grip. Every few minutes, I wiped my damp palms down my denim covered thighs to keep from ruining the wrapping paper. I hadn’t been this nervous on my wedding day. Maybe that was because I had no idea how irrevocably my life was about to change. But now… I had a pretty good idea that nothing would ever be the same, and I wasn’t sure how my husband would take the news.