Epilogue

I opened the big window, welcoming the fresh ocean breeze. A smile graced my lips as the bright afternoon sunlight hit my face. I was gazing at the beautiful Aegean sea when a pair of arms snaked around my waist from behind.

"Good afternoon, my love," wished my newly wedded husband and rested his chin on my shoulder.

"Good afternoon," I wished back and kissed his cheek.

Dylan and I got married a few days ago in Santorini, Greece. We were still here for our official honeymoon. Well, we have been on a honeymoon for the last eight months, either way, nothing new. However, it was still special.

Getting married to Dylan was one of the best things that ever happened to me. The feeling of accomplishment when the pastor had finally declared that we were now married was overwhelming; I almost cried, and so did he.

The last few months had been blissful as the enemies that came after us were decreasing. Even so, we still kept moving. We didn'