Epilogue
“Well, it’s official.” Miranda sat on the arm of the sofa and sprawled back into Ethan’s lap. “I just accepted an offer on my house.”
His arms snaked around her, holding her tight against his chest. “Yeah? How are you feeling about it?”
“Good. Maybe I could’ve eventually overcome the bad juju of living there, but I just didn’t love it enough to try.” In the wake of her k********g, she hadn’t been able to bear a single night in her own house, so after they’d both been sprung from the hospital, she’d moved into Ethan’s place.
“Nothing wrong with that.”
“Anyway, I hope you’re still okay with having me as a roommate because in sixty days, I’ve got nowhere else to go.”
He put on a mock-serious face. “I don’t know. We might have to revisit the terms of your lease. A no-escape opti
