Because we were together after everything that had forced us apart. Nothing would separate us again.
Epilogue: Katarina
“I still can’t believe you got married in your work uniform…” Pausing halfway through a massive bite of an equally massive cheeseburger, my gaze flew to my mom seated across from me. Her disapproval played all over her face, but her eyes shimmered and glistened with happiness.
The devil was in the details, after all; she was happy I was happy, but not that I went to Los Vegas to get married.
“I still can’t believe you can fit in it- it’s 11 years old, you know- I can barely believe you kept it all this time, Kat.” Flickering to my dad, my eyes narrowed on the pure, albeit confused, thoughtfulness on his face. “Why did you keep it?”
Silently debating what to say as I
