Epilogue
Five months later... “Damien, please! It’s starting to rain, would you mind bringing in the laundry?” “Of course, bumpkin!” “Stop calling me that! It’s really stupid.” I hear him giggle as he picks up the sheets. He laughs at me. I love him. Well, okay, I admit… I’m totally in love with him and I’m lucky it’s mutual. It’s nice! I’m happy. He’s a fabulous man, funny, tender and what’s more, he’s a good wolf. That said, I have no possible comparison, but I don’t care. Without wanting to go into details, I believe that no square metre of the house has escaped our hugs. Guess I’m doing pretty well for a novice. Of course, we’re only at the beginning of our relationship – it’s normal, you might say – but I feel good, serene, and peaceful. After his forced leave, Damien returned to work in
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