Epilogue
EPILOGUE
Kate
Six months later
Sidney picked out a new pink bra from Ava’s and held it up, waggling it. “What do you think?”
“It’s gorgeous. Do you like it?”
She lowered her eyes, considering the lace. “I think I do. I think my guy might as well.”
“Yes, I think he likes you in anything,” I said with a smile. “Get it. You have an anniversary to celebrate.”
“Nothing quite like six months together,” she said, then trotted to the register, ready to buy.
When Sidney moved to Vegas earlier this year, we’d reconnected in the most random of ways, bumping into each other at a noodle shop. She was there with Antony, and I didn’t want to interrupt, but they’d both called me over.
And Sidney and I had become fast friends. We had a lot in common—we were determined to make it in our careers, and we’d both moved on from the past. Let go of crummy relationships. And embraced our new ones.
She and Antony were ridiculously happy together, and that summed up my life with Jake too.
Business was good, love was good, and all my friendships were fabulous too, with old friends and new ones as well.
Maybe that was another secret of this city—if you let people in, you could truly enjoy everything it had to offer.
That was what I was doing. Living and loving to the fullest.