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“We can hear you,” Emory states in an amused voice.
“I know,” is all I say, not being able to hide the smile forming across my lips.
The last year has helped me see that my dream of having a normal life is something Icanhave.We are building a good life, a life that I can’t wait to see unfold.
Every day Ethan is up to something, has some kind of plan of us.I know he’s trying to make up for my childhood and all the things I wasn’t able to experience, and I love him for it, but today I am okay with just staying home and spending time with him and our son.
“Breakfast will be ready soon, sweetheart.Go take a seat,” he says as he continues to cook.I pull away and gently kiss his back as I release my hold on him.
I take a few steps back and watch him for another moment or so.I could just stand here and watch him all day long.After all this time he still takes my breath away.
I turn around and make my way behind my son.He is playing with one of his toys as he waits for breakfast.He is a happy baby.
I lean down and kiss the top of his head and close my eyes.
Every day I wake up to him and Ethan I am grateful, so fucking grateful, because we could have lost everything, but we didn’t.We survived Tristan and everything he tried to do to destroy us.
In the end, he’s the one who was destroyed and now we get to live a long happy life together.I couldn’t ask for anything else.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Ethan
One month later
I place my arms on the railing and look out at the forest.I can smell the fresh coffee in the house.I can hear Jenn talking to our son.
Everything with the center and going out and saving more women has been picking up lately.
Things finally feel like they’re going back to normal, back before Tristan.But at the same time, it’s a new normal because now I have a family of my own.A wife and son that I would burn the world down to keep safe and happy.
Jenn has stepped away from working as a counselor at the center.Shawn, Emory, and Sherri were sad when Jenn let them know she was leaving, but she wants to be home with our son.
She has never been able to make her own choices and now that she can I don’t get in the way.She can have and do whatever the fuck she wants, and I will be right there to support her and love her in every way I can.
“Babe,” Jenn pulls my attention from my thoughts and forests to her.She leans back against the railing placing one of her hands on my arm.
