Epilogue
Violet stared at herself in the mirror. Her dark hair was tied up in a slap-dash knot with loose locks tumbling all over the place. She had a tiny handprint in blue on her cheek. With a laugh, she splashed water on her face and scrubbed at the paint. As she dried off, she heard her name and stepped out of the bathroom.
“Over here,” she called when she saw Sawyer closing the front door behind him.
“Where…?”
“Marley’s out on the deck with Holly and Alec,” Violet explained quickly, knowing Sawyer was wondering where Alec was.
Sawyer’s expression cleared, and he turned to toss his keys on the table by the door and kick off his shoes. Walking to her, he angled his head to the side, tracing the area where Alec had patted her cheek with his small hand covered in blue paint. “You
