EpilogueTen weeks later
The parlor of the Bennetts' London townhouse felt incredibly crowded with four adults in it, especially when two of them took up extra room due to their increasing shape. Harry smiled and took a seat on one of two red velvet sofas with daintily carved wooden arms, sighing as her weight ceased pressing down on her aching feet. They'd arrived the previous night, late, and tumbled into beds almost immediately upon walking in the door. Now, rested, fed and ready to face a new day, Harry couldn't stop thinking how strange it felt to be back in the weak English sunshine. All of summer, autumn and part of winter had passed. With mid-January's feeble sun trying to disperse a humid chill that had crept into the house and sunk into her bones, she felt as though a dream had w
