Epilogue

Four Years Later

I sat nervously in the chair that was set up on the stage, and although I had this huge smile plastered on my face, no one could tell that I was nervous, well there was one person who could anyway, and he was seated in the front row with our two-year-old son, Aiden.

I looked up at him and he smiled at me and mouthed the words "Breathe." Just like that, the thickness that had lodged itself in my chest dissipated and I felt like I could breathe again.

"Thank you." I mouthed back to him and he smiled and went back to cuddling our baby in his arms.

So allow me to bring you up to speed on everything that has happened in the last four years. After Dad was arrested, he was tried, convicted and sentenced to jail of course and just like Ethan had predicted, he had been sentenced to life imprisonment, without an option of parole of course.

It was after that that I was finally given the company. I had presented the copy of the transfer of ownership Mum had done before she die