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Craving my mother's Hot Fiancé Final Epilogue
Ten Years LaterThe Next GenerationThird Person POVThe front door of the brownstone opened before anyone could knock.A little girl stood there, all wild dark curls and enormous blue eyes. She was wearing a princess dress that was on backwards, one shoe on, one shoe missing, and what looked like marker all over her hands.“MATEO!” she shrieked with pure joy.The boy on the doorstep straightened immediately. All of six years old but standing with the posture of a soldier. Dark hair perfectly combed. Dressed in a small button-down shirt and neat pants.He looked exactly like his father. Same serious expression. Same careful control.In his hands, he held a small bouquet of daisies. Slightly crushed from the walk over.“Hello, Luna,” he said formally. Then, with great ceremony, he held out the flowers. “These are for you.”Luna Hayes-Cross squealed. Grabbed the flowers with both marker-stained hands. Several petals fell immediately.“They’re SO PRETTY! Mateo, you’re the BEST! Come see
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Epilogue - Part TwoI Love YouMelissa’s POVMelissa stood at the window, watching Kane’s car disappear into the night.The party continued behind her. Music. Laughter. People were celebrating.But she felt… hollow.Aria was gone. Off with Kane to finally live the life she deserved.And Gavin hadn’t come.She’d told herself it was fine. That she didn’t need him here. That two years of distance meant she was okay on her own.But watching Aria leave in Kane’s arms…God, she missed him.Melissa pressed her forehead against the cool glass. Closed her eyes.“Gavin,” she whispered. “I miss you.”The words felt like a confession. An admission of something she’d been denying for two years.She missed him. Wanted him and more than ther she needed him.And maybe…maybe…she was finally ready to admit it.Behind her, someone turned the music up. The bass vibrated through the floor.Melissa pushed away from the window. She should go back inside. Celebrate with her classmates. Enjoy this moment.But
Craving my mother's Hot Fiancé Chapter 159
Epilogue - Part OneComing HomeAria’s POVThe music was too loud. The lights were too bright. And Aria was exactly drunk enough not to care.She laughed as Melissa spun her around on the makeshift dance floor of their tiny apartment. They’d pushed all the furniture against the walls. Invited half their graduating class. Someone had brought a speaker that was definitely going to get them noise complaints.But they’d graduated.Actually, officially graduated.So screw the neighbors.“More champagne!” someone shouted.A bottle appeared although it was cheap stuff that tasted like fizzy regret. Aria didn’t care. Just took a swig straight from the bottle.Melissa grabbed it from her. “Share, Martinez!”“Get your own!” But Aria was laughing. Spinning. Feeling lighter than she had in years.Two years of late nights. Early mornings. Crying over assignments. Supporting each other through therapy. Through nightmares. Through the slow, painful process of becoming whole again.And they’d done it
Craving my mother's Hot Fiancé Chapter 158
Third Person POV The ringing pulled Melissa from sleep.It was distant at first. Then it got louder and more insistent.She fumbled for her phone on the nightstand. Squinted at the screen with blurry eyes.3:47 AM.Gavin’s name glowed in the darkness.Her heart lurched. Nothing good ever came from 3 AM phone calls.She answered. “Hello?”“Melissa.” His voice was tight. “Get dressed. We need to see your mom.”She sat up immediately. Panic flooding through her system.“Is something wrong?”A pause. Too long.“Just get dressed. I’m outside.”The line went dead.Melissa stared at the phone for a moment. Then scrambled out of bed.She dressed quickly in the dark. Jeans. Sweater. Her cast made everything awkward but she managed.Aria appeared in the doorway. Half-asleep. Confused.“Mel? What’s happening?”“It’s my mom. Something’s wrong. I have to…”“Go.” Aria was immediately alert. “Do you want me to come with you?”“No. Stay. Sleep. I’ll text you.”Melissa grabbed her jacket and shoved h
Craving my mother's Hot Fiancé Chapter 157
Third Person POV The apartment was tiny.A one-bedroom in a building that had seen better days. The walls were thin enough to hear the neighbors arguing. The radiator clanked at odd hours. The kitchen was barely large enough for one person, let alone two.But it was theirs.No guards. No security cameras. No reminders of compounds or empires or blood-stained marble floors.Just a small apartment in Brooklyn with mismatched furniture from IKEA and windows that actually opened.Freedom.Melissa stood in the living room, looking around at the chaos. Moving boxes were still stacked against one wall. Aria’s art supplies had taken over the corner near the window. A second-hand couch they’d found on Craigslist dominated the space.It was perfect.“I think the bookshelf is crooked,” Aria called from across the room. She was on her knees, trying to level the cheap furniture they’d assembled together. “Hand me that little wrench thing.”Melissa picked up the Allen key from the floor. Walked ov
Craving my mother's Hot Fiancé Chapter 156
Third Person POV The federal holding facility was underground.Gavin walked through the corridors with Kane beside him. His limp was barely noticeable now. Three weeks of healing had done wonders.But his face was stone. There was no expression there. It looked like it was carved from stone.The smile that occasionally appeared around Melissa was completely gone.The guard leading them stopped at a reinforced door. “He’s in here. You have twenty minutes.”“Leave us,” Gavin said.“Sir, protocol requires…”“Leave. Us.” Gavin’s voice was quiet. Absolute.The guard looked at Kane. Kane’s expression was equally cold.“Twenty minutes,” the guard repeated. Then he walked away. His footsteps echoing down the corridor.Kane opened the door.The room beyond was small and bare. A single table bolted to the floor. A camera in the corner with red light blinking.And in a wheelchair, wearing a pure white prison jumpsuit, sat Stephan.He looked different.Thinner. Paler. His face was gaunt. Dark ci
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