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“Your brother was alive after the car skidded into that lamppost. He was bleeding from the head but he was alive.” My body goes cold. “How… how do you know that?” “Because I was driving the car that crashed into them.”
…WHAT
He sent his son out to kill my family—to kill me, too, if only I’d been in the car the way I was supposed to—and he thought he’d come along and scoop up the pieces for himself.
Welp
BANG! The gunshot rings out. I wait for the pain, but it doesn’t come. Then Adrik crumples to the floor. I twist around and find a shaking Josh, holding a smoking gun. My smoking gun.
WTF OMG PERIOD JOSH
“I forgive you, too,” he says abruptly as a blush suddenly scales up his cheeks before he adds, “… Dad.”
🥹
I love you.” “Wow,” she breathes softly. “You’ve never said that before.” “I was scared to say it. But… I’m not anymore.” I take both her hands in mine. “I want you to worry about me, Emma. I want you to wait up for me and ask me what the fuck I’m doing. I want you to be there for me when I’m old and gray. I want you in every conceivable way and I will forever.”
“I’m sorry—next one?” I screech. “I sure as fuck am not doing this a second time. We have four kids now. That’s plenty. Or we will, anyway, if this baby ever comes out.” I stare at my belly. “Please come out. Mama’s tired.” “And terrifying.” “What was that?” I snap. “I said you look so beautiful right now.”
“Still. I’m sorry for being such a bitch.” Ruslan doesn’t address me at all. He looks down at our son and talks to him. “Don’t listen to your mama. She’s one of the most amazing, most devoted, most compassionate, kindest people out there. You’re lucky she’s yours.”
“These are… adoption papers,” Josh whispers in an awed voice.
😭😭😭
He pulls out a little black box and cracks the lid. Inside sits the most beautiful pear-shaped diamond I have ever seen. “Ruslan!” I gasp, looking up at him. “Are you serious?” He nods. “I want you to be my wife, Emma Carson. I want you to carry my name. I want to raise our children together forever. Will you marry me?” I’d never imagined a proposal like this—literally surrounded by our kids. But I guess some things are just too damn amazing to imagine in the first place. A happy tear slides down my cheek as I nod. “Of course I’ll marry you.”
