Epilogue

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And every day, Kendrick lived in guilt. For the next several months, every minute of his life was consumed by guilt.

It took him weeks to gain her mother's favor, and even months to regain her grandfather's.

He would come back every day, hoping that her eyes would at least flutter. Her bump kept increasing at an alarming rate. His every day was filled with fear and trepidation.

And one day, her eyes did flutter.

He was supposed to feel joy, but not at a chance that more trouble loomed ahead.

Her pregnancy was due and not a week after that, the babies arrived.

His real fear resurfaced at that moment.

The fear that they would never be able to hold their bundles of joy together. The fear that he would never get the chance to tell her that he loved her.

However, she proved the doctors wrong, chasing away his fears.

Now, staring down at the babies, her utmost gifts to him, Kendrick had never felt so much contented in his life.

He'd never been able to wipe off his smile sin