Olivia’s POV

Epilogue.

I sat outside at the picnic table with the gentle wind whipping through my hair. It felt wonderful.

Autumn was drawing close, and the leaves on the trees were already turning a beautiful orange.

I heard the giggles of children playing.

I smiled warmly.

My children.

Jasper ran around, and his little sister chased after him. Their delightful giggles filled the air and brought smiles to my face.

“Jasper, be careful. Your sister might not be able to ...