EPILOQUE

Epilogue

CRYSTAL POV

The sun streamed with a beaming fountain through the windows of the hotel’s room which was transformed into a bridal suite. Tiny particles of dust danced in the air like a flicker of gold, moving with rhythm as though they were telling me something.

A promise of a better tomorrow.

Although my body ached from every inch of it, I had a permanent smile on my face that the ache in my cheeks was now dull. Everything else didn’t seem to matter, not the swirl of nausea in the pit of my stomach, or my bulging belly that restricted every move.

My body was sore, my ankles the size of drums, and I looked like I had swallowed a giant balloon before expanding to its size. I was at 10 months and still going through and hot. I swear Duncan’s baby had no intentions of leaving my belly.

I swayed in my position as the stylist continued straightening my curls into a straight bob that would fit perfectly with my headgear.

“Is everything okay?” Her eyes found mine in the reflectio