Epilogue Six months later

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I waited impatiently for Max. I was sitting outside enjoying the sun that finally showed up after a long winter. The last decision was to be made in court today, and he was finally to be free. Although the last meetings took place peacefully and without any complications or stretchers, I was still worried that Danielle would not surprise us at the last minute. Despite the assurance that she was giving up the boys and their rights, I still couldn't believe her.

It's over," Max hugged me warmly to greet me. "Maybe you think I'm a crook because I took advantage of the fact that journalists persecuted you and forced you to move in with me and get what I wanted again. Maybe, "he shrugged. "But I'm so glad to have you here, to be safe with the boys, and to be able to sleep by your side every night. And I'm also glad you're the one I see as the first morning when I wake up. Ever since our vacation, I only wanted to have you just for myself, to laugh with you, to decide together what to do, and of course to make love to you. I still regret the mistake of giving up on you because of the children and I think I will blame myself for death..."

"Don't talk about it anymore," I interrupted. "It's over and we are happier than we were. It just showed how strong we are and how we need and love each other. "

"I don't know what would have happened to me if you hadn't miraculously come into our lives," he looked at me sadly.

"You'd probably live like you used to," I smirked.

"I didn't live at all, I just survived."

"And he was drowning in alcohol," I said.

"That too," he nodded. "It would definitely kill me one day. You actually saved me. Thank you."

"We're even," I shrugged innocently. "I saved you and you saved me. Thanks to you and the children, I started to perceive life and everything it offers again. "

"You're an amazing woman when I'm afraid I don't deserve you," he added, kissing me passionately.

"Max, you should probably know that, '" I didn't say, as he jumped into my speech.

"That little fries are coming?" he laughed.

"What?" I rolled my eyes. "Do you know about that?"

"Honey, you've been late for two months," he hugged me warmly, weighing my breasts in his palms." And do you think that when I adore your breasts, I won't find out how slightly they have changed?"

"That's not true," I said.

"But it is," he smiled. "They are fuller and a little bigger."

"Why didn't you indicate anything?" I asked him touched.

"I wanted you to tell me yourself when you're ready."

"Aren't you angry? I know we didn't plan it and I don't know how it happened, but..., "he silenced me with a kiss.

"I'm the happiest person under the sun," he said, lifting me up and turning with me a few times. "I've always wanted a big family and now I know it will come true."

"I'm in week thirteen," I told him.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" set me on the ground.

"I did not want to worry you. Jared was still recovering from the accident, the journalists everywhere and your divorce. I just didn't want to add to your shoulders. You've had enough already. "

"I love you," he said softly. "No one has cared for me and my good like you. Do you see me Today? " he looked at me with hope in his eyes.

"Today?" I widened my eyes. "You only divorced less than an hour ago."

"But I don't want to lose a day without you."

"Neither do I, but do you expect journalists to argue about you again?"

"Let's hide it," he grinned foxly. "Do you want a big wedding?"

"No," I was horrified at the thought. "Better a little, just my family."

"So it can be arranged for the next Sunday," he kissed my forehead, and a shudder of warmth and safety flew over me. "We can get married here in our living room. We will invite a registrar here and order food from catering. "

I couldn't believe my happiness.

"No," he suddenly became serious. "I can't do that to you. You deserve a beautiful wedding and everything that goes with it - beautiful dresses, bridesmaids, a sea of flowers, a cake.... "

"Hold on," I put my fingers to his lips. "I've had one such wedding before, but now I don't want anything like that at all. I just want to have you, our children and my family. I only care about them. "

"Agreed," he laughed out loud. "I'm getting married in a few days," he growled, turning around with me again, "and I'm marrying the best, most beautiful, and kindest person in the world."

"Don't exaggerate," I tamed him.

And although I doubted it, Max did arrange everything he needed for weeks. My parents were enthusiastic and started working with us immediately. During the week, Dad and Lucas and Max arranged the garden, arranged flowers that Max had bought only for the wedding, and decorated it with colored lights.

I wasn't worried about the dress and I bought the first one I came across. Caroline went to my bridesmaids and of course Natalie went, for which I was extremely grateful, because I realized that it was all organized at the last minute.

And so on April 17, 2021, I became Mrs. Kendall. I cried during the ceremony, but I attributed all those tears to the pregnancy and the hormones that had been throwing a lot at me in recent days.

I finally found my own home. Max, Jared and Garrett and I have been forming a family forever.

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