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Her , her father still looked pissed and broken, and Margo was crying and“I’m so sorry” as she stared at Mary

The last twenty-four hours had been the craziest she’d ever experienced

“Alex” She didn’t knohat to say or how to act right now, so instead she tipped her head back and looked at Alex, as already looking at her The situation was fucked-up “I love you” He pulled her in for a hard e her eyes and just breathing in his scent

“I love you, too” He set out of here” He pulled back and looked into her face “Nobody and nothing else o from here”

She nodded, knowing that was the truth, feeling it in her bones, in her bones and blood and soul Things with her fas with Lance were done, and although it would take time to fully move past… all of that, she felt love and happiness as she let Alex hold her

Because although things felt a little black and bleak, although a part of her felt battered and wounded because of Lance, she also felt hope Things would get better Things would be better

Because she was stronger, and she had the love of the o

Epilogue

Two years later

“Baby, where do you want me to put the box that says ‘Kitchen’?” Alex stopped in the entryway of their new ho his face, but his grin genuine as he stared at her