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It wasours.
This love—this feeling—was stronger now than it had ever been. These past months had been hard. Messy. We’d clawed our way back to each other. And in the end, Samuel had been right. This wasn’t the same as before.
And that was okay.
It was better.
We had faced a thousand trials. And come out the other side.
We became us.
A love to be reckoned with.
A love for the ages.
Ourlove.
EPILOGUE
After
Five Years Later
“Holly—for the hundredth time—I’m going to be late.”
“Don’t be needy. Men don’t like needy.” She was rifling through the rack of clothes in what had to be the millionth store we’d visited today.
“That’s where you’re wrong. My man likes needy—loves it, even. Otherwise, he would’ve dumped me a long time ago.”
She shrugged. “Fair point.” She giggled as I poked her ribs.
“Come on, Hols. I said I’d be there on time. It’s a fifteen-minute drive. If we don’t leave now, we won’t make it. Iwillabandon you.”
She wasn’t listening. Grinning at her phone, she typed furiously.
“For fuck’s sake, are you listening to me or flirting?” I tried to snatch the phone.
She jerked it away and narrowed her eyes. “Fine, we can go. And I know a shortcut, so stop whining.”
I let out a relieved sigh as we finally made our way out. I wasn’t exactly known for punctuality, but Atty had made dinner reservations for us and a few friends to celebrate finishing the album. It was sweet. Really sweet. Even though I hadn’t seen him all week, and I’d kind of been looking forward to a night alone—notincluding our friends—for a very different kind of celebration, but sure. This was better.
Holly linked her arm through mine and yanked.
“That can come off, you know.” I tried to shake her loose.
“I thought you didn’t want to be late. Come on—this way,” she sing-songed.
“I thoughtyoudidn’t give a fuck,” I grumbled, letting her manhandle me down the street.
My phone buzzed. A text from Atty.
Atty Love-of-My-Life King
are you on your way?
Me
yup
