Epilogue

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8 Months Later

~ Stacy's POV ~

"We're here!" The taxi driver said cheerfully. I looked down at the little screen attached to the back of the seat, confused. How did taxis suddenly get so complicated?

Zach laughed. "I've got it." I shoved him playfully as he slid the card through the card reader. We smiled and thanked the driver, him tickling me playfully as we got out.

I looked up at the high rise building smack dab in the middle of Chicago, where we had decided to move. I absolutely loved every moment spent in our new apartment, the good and the bad, luckily the worst our arguments got were us tiffing about getting a pet. I have always loved dogs, they are the most loyal and cutest animals ever, so naturally I want 5; while Graser is more of a cat person. The building probably doesn't even allow pets, so there goes that argument.

As we walked in, I smiled at our surroundings, the nice plants and beautiful windows. "Hi Tiffany, hi Lizzie, hi Amy!" I called out to the other ladies who lived in the complex. They smiled and waved back. I grasped Zach's hand as we waited for an elevator.

I fell on to the bed in exhaustion the moment we walked into the condo. Zach smiled and stretched out next to me, rubbing circles into my back until I was nearly asleep. "Love you Stace," he whispered.

"Love you too Grase," I managed to get out before I was asleep.

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