Epilogue
Melody
I sat at the bar at O’Kelley’s sipping my wine. It was one of those days. Ramsey was home with Amber, and I was supposed to be meeting Willow. She was late, as usual.
The door opened, and I glanced back to see if it was my sister. Instead, it was Blake and Ian, holding hands and grinning like they just won the lottery.
I blew out a breath. Guess they worked things out. I wanted to be happy for them, but it was hard to find it in me to celebrate someone else’s love when my own was tentative at best.
I knew it was my fault. Ramsey wasn’t the kind of man who would sit back and watch me do something dangerous. He was solid, and he protected me. But he didn’t understand. I couldn’t shake the desire for more kids. And he wouldn’t budge.
“Hey,” Willow said, finally
