Epilogue
Delilah
December
I looked out the plane’s window at the snow-covered Kenai Mountains, the peaks dark against the bright blue winter sky. As the plane lowered, I could see the single highway winding down the Kenai Peninsula.
My pulse kicked up a notch not much later as the plane landed with a little rumble and a bump. I couldn’t wait to see Alex. Minutes later, I saw him waiting for me, his brown hair shaggy and a shadow of stubble visible on his strong, square jaw.
I wasn’t much for being romantic. Although I loved Alex so much, this past year had been hard because I’d missed him too damn much. Every minute we found together felt like a mirage, so I said goodbye to Stolen Hearts Valley when I boarded this plane. I would miss my friends dearly, but the call of a fresh
