Extended Epilogue
SOPHIA
Some secrets just couldn’t stay that way.
You can try to ignore them. Try to tuck them away, wrapping them in pretty holiday bows and stashing them away like Santa.
But eventually they would emerge.
And I’ve decided that’s my goal: To keep as many of them stowed away as possible. At least for the next four hours, until Jesse and Marilyn’s wedding is completely over.
And considering how we were but a breath away from Christmas, it only seemed appropriate that all of our secrets—no matter how gift-wrapped—were coming out of the closet, a fact that makes walking into the cathedral-like church with one huge secret frustrating as hell.
The only good part of some of our secrets creeping out from their hiding spaces were that, in several instances, they had brou
