Epilogue- 02Sasha rolled her eyes "you mean your proposal."
"They don't know that" he grinned "he asked if I gave you a hand though."
"And what did you say?" She questioned as she filled his plate with spaghetti and beacon.
"No of course. Told him you wrote every word yourself."
"That's a lie and you know that."
"No it's not. What's mine is yours. I wrote the proposal so technically, you wrote it" he winked "it's like that since you became my wife" he picked up his cutlery and forked spaghetti into his mouth "mm. Delicious."
Sasha chuckled "I'm glad you like it."
"I love anything you make" he said in a mouthful and she chuckled again.
Sasha couldn't eat her food, her mind kept wondering what his reaction will be when she tells her news.
"You okay? You are not eating much" Michael
