Epilogue

Five months ago,

Stella opened her eyes with a yawn. She felt suffocated and something heavy resting upon her body. Her lips tiringly smiled travelling her fingers over her chest and caressing the face of her husband, "Max," She roamed her fingers in his hair. It was Max sleeping on her chest hugging her body.

Yes, Stella and Max were now married. They were happily married for three months now. 

After that ungrateful night, Stella took her own time getting over the affecting loss of her father and brother's death. No matter how cruel and scary they were, they were still her family. She never learned how to hate people or else she would also have hated them for being themselves! 

Never mind, it was now in the past. What stayed in the present was her life now. 

She ran her palm on his bare back. Max stirred in his sleep. He moved his head and inched forward near her