Epilogue 1
Grace's Valdez' PoV:
"Grace, breakfast's ready. Can you make it to the table?" came Hunter's voice from the kitchen as I got up from the bed or at least tried to with a 9-month pregnant belly. I could feel the baby kicking and by each day, it felt like our baby boy was ready to come out anytime.
I don't want to bother him but I am pretty sure I can't make it to the table even today.
When I didn't respond for a long time, Hunter came running from the kitchen and quickly wiped his hand before helping me off the bed. Our room was now more decorated than the day we had first moved in here, we had completed setting the nursery up for our baby 2 months ago.
I still remember the day after 3 months of our wedding, when the pregnancy test came out positive and even before anyone els
