Epilogue
5 YEARS LATER
CLARISSA
Vance is pacing back and forth in the bedroom. His hands open and close into fists. I’m not sure what his reaction is going to be. He doesn’t hide his thoughts or feelings from me anymore, but the moment I take the test out of my purse, he stops in his tracks, his eyes boring into mine. “Well?
I cast my eyes down, twirling the little stick in my hand. He’s at my side in an instant, his hands in my hair before cupping my face. “Little Bird, what’s the matter?”
I shove the stick at him. “We’re having a baby.”
Vance falls at my feet, a loud thud from where his knees bang the hardwood. Sobs wrack him as he nuzzles my belly, placing gentle kisses on the entire surface. “Hello, little one. I’m your daddy.”
I rub his head as he talks to our unborn child, not believing how lucky I am. This strong, crazy, powerful man has taken my heart and put it back together again.
Vance Matthew is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Before him, I was alone, sad, and unloved. Then he came into my life with all his psychotic ways and turned it upside down. When he asked me to marry him three years ago, I screamed like a banshee and jumped on him, wrapping my arms and legs around him. Today proves it’s the best decision I’ve ever made.
I bend, looking into his tear-filled eyes. “I love you. Thank you for my life.”
He kisses me gently on the lips. “I love you. Thank you for being my life.”