Romans & histoires The Start After The Ending

This isn’t the end of the prophecy. It’s the beginning.

Always us. THE END

Amen. THE END

This was the beginning of something again. Maybe it wasn't the end after all.

We are home. THE END

Together. Always together. **THE END**

Was this how it turned out? The End.

Golden sunlight fell across the petals and across our interlocked fingers. The entanglement between Julian Hayes and Victoria Quinn had finally vanished completely. And the new life that belonged to Elise and me had only just begun. The end.

I had endured because Dante held my hand and told me there would be a life after all of it. Now that life had finally come, he wanted me to hide it. “If you truly love me,” I said, “why is my child the one who has to disappear?” Dante’s expression darkened. “Don’t make it sound like that.” “But that is what you’re doing.” A few guards and staff members had started looking toward the office. Dante noticed and lowered his voice. “We’ll talk at home.” He guided me out through the private elevator. Serena followed us without being asked.

She looked forward without urgency. And that was the ending she had earned. THE END