EpilogueSun danced across Cove’s skin. Ciaran could hear the waves. It was a bright, cloudless day. It was already too hot for Ciaran’s liking. A dog barked, excited that one of his parents had woken.
“Comet, go back to sleep. Why did Kwan insist on us adopting you?” Ciaran muttered, petting the golden retriever.
Come barked, offended.
“I know, I know. You’re supposed to help with our transition into a normal life. I think it’s a ruse. Cove just wanted a dog and got the president to do his bidding,” Ciaran joked, rubbing Comet’s ears.
“I’m tired,” Cove grumbled.
Their bedroom was a fusion of the two of them. The walls were painted silver, but the furniture and artwork were an aquatic blue. Cove had filled their home with tropical plants.
Ciaran sighed, turning to his phone. He couldn
