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When tears finally fell, she wiped her face and looked at River. "Sorry. I know me crying on our wedding night is probably not what you expected. But I promise it has nothing to do with you."

He caressed her cheek and wiped away any remaining wetness. "As long as they're happy tears, that's all that matters."

"Of course they are. I have everything I never thought I'd have—a husband, a child on the way, and a fresh start where people don't know my past and will judge me on who I am in the present." She kissed him gently. "I love you, River. And I can't wait to start living my life to the fullest, with you at my side."

He smiled. "Same, baby. Now, come here. I want to cuddle with my wife before trying out some new positions." He whispered into her ear, "I want to take you from behind next so I can have that fucking perfect ass pressed against me as I claim your cunt again and again."

Old Nora would've blushed and said something about how her bum was too big.

However, new Nora was bolder, more confident, and instead she ran a hand down to his cock and squeezed lightly, loving how he turned harder with her touch. "Then it's time to show me a few more things, husband. I need to better evaluate your skills, after all."

And as River did exactly that, with more positions and times than she could count, Nora eventually fell asleep in her husband's arms, a smile on her face, and a radiant future ahead of her. One that would forever shine bright over the shadows of her past, banishing them bit by bit until they were barely noticeable at all.

Epilogue

Late September 1890

London, England

River paced outside the sitting room inside Leo's place, the one used as Yesenia's magic practice area, and did his best not to bang on the door and ask for an update.

He wanted to know if she'd finally been able to bring Meadow to safety.

After Yesenia had managed to bring Stone's fated bride to this time, as well as one other employee's, her teacher, Rebecca, had said she was ready to focus on Meadow herself.

And today was the day.

However, River had been banished from the room until told he could enter. Something about how he was too big of a fucking distraction.

Nora sat in a chair against the wall, watching him pace back and forth. "Sit down."

He shook his head. "I can't sit still right now."

She held out a hand and waited. Unable to resist his wife, he took it and brought her fingers to his lips. Nora said softly, "Why don't you sit down and check on our baby again?"

Even though he monitored the new life growing inside his wife every morning and evening—Nora was fucking terrified she'd miscarry—he wasn't going to deny her. He sat, placed his hand over her belly, and allowed his magic to flow into her body.

She wasn't too far along—mere months—but as he navigated to her uterus, he found the tiny fetus. And like earlier in the day, everything looked good, with nothing of concern he could tell.

He retreated his magic and kissed Nora on the lips. "It's all fine, baby. Don't worry."

She placed her hand over his on her lower abdomen. "I know. But I like how it makes us all connected, though. Even if he or she is growing inside me, having your magic touch him or her every day makes me think we grow closer, bit by bit."

He cupped Nora's cheek. "We're so fucking intertwined at this point, no one could untangle us, baby."

In addition to their child binding them together, Nora had asked how River's scars had all but disappeared. After explaining the process he did with his magic, she'd asked if he could do the same for her.

While there would always be extremely faint lines where the worst had been—such as her wrists—most people would never notice.

Nora didn't always wear gloves with short sleeves any longer either. Even if her scars hadn't mattered at all to him, the fact she was even more confident now made him fucking happy.

And River tried everything he could to help fill the hole her son Ambrose seemed to leave more by the day; the male was almost never around anymore, and it was slowly breaking Nora's heart.

One problem at a time, Vale.Pushing away additional worries—Yesenia needed his support right now—he leaned down and kissed his wife. Her lips, and taste, and scent calmed him further.

He'd barely had a taste of her when the door to the sitting room opened. Never letting go of Nora's hand, he turned to find Leo frowning. "What is it?"

Leo shook his head. "Yesenia swears she brought Meadow to this time, but she's not here."

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