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Epilogue

Summer

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Two years later…

Abigale Hemingdale looked exactlylike her mother.

I couldn’t get over the striking resemblance. She had the same dainty, pixie features as Eilesh and I swore she even made the same faces as her too.

What I loved most was that I felt the same warmth that I always had from my friend.

“I’m going to have to get you to live with me if this continues.” Eilesh laughed as she watched her one year old daughter circle her little arms around me.

God, I melted every time she did that.

“I will happily move in with you.” I cooed loving this far too much.

“You three always get me.” Cody chimed in circling his arms around Eilesh’s waist.

I smiled at them both feeling the comfort of seeing them, and holding their one year old bundle of joy who was now nibbling on the ends of my ponytail.

Everyone was here.

Here at the grand event Alex and I had planned for the last six months.

Our firm had been up and running for the last eighteen months and doing exceptional.

We’d done more than what we’d both imagined, and we did it all together.

It was time to take the next step though and move to a bigger building to accommodate the growth of our business.

It was also a good time to change the name from Daniels and Sullivan LLP to A & S Sullivan LLP. Alex and Summer Sullivan Limited Liability Practice.

We always said we’d change the name after our second wedding.

Two years ago we tied the knot on Kamalame Cay Beach in Andros, one of the Bahamian islands.

Like with everything about us we knew what we wanted to do so we did it.

We got married while on our vacation.

One of Alex’s bright ideas which I totally agreed with.

Then because everyone kicked up such a fuss about not seeing us get married we promised them we’d do it again the traditional way. So we did that six months ago.

I married the same guy twice and I would happily marry my angel again.

Today was the official ceremony to open our new building which was beautiful. Everyone we knew and loved stood in the function hall enjoying the soft jazz music that played in the background.

Alex’s parents danced in the middle of the floor, while he did a silly one two step with his niece, Katherine.

Preston sat next to his girlfriend of four months talking and laughing with Marc and his fiancé Catarina, who I got on extremely well with.

I smiled as I looked around.

It had been a brilliant afternoon.