EpilogueEvelyn stood by the window, her hands resting lightly against the glass, her reflection staring back at her in a way that still felt unfamiliar. Not because she didn’t recognize herself—but because she did.She looked whole.Behind her, the apartment hummed with low activity. Carmen’s voice drifted from the kitchen, sharp and lively as ever, arguing with Reed about whether he was doing anything useful or simply occupying space. Reed, naturally, claimed he was being “emotionally supportive,” which only earned him a snort and a threat involving hot coffee.Down the hallway, two small boys laughed—bright, unrestrained laughter that filled every corner of the apartment. Jayden and Jayson, nearly four now, darted between Gregory’s legs as he tried, unsuccessfully, to pretend he wasn’t enjoying every second of it.“Slow down,” Gregory said, his voice stern in tone but warm beneath it. “This is a wedding, not a race.”“But Grandpa G!” Jayden protested. “We’re
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