Having Grace

46. Epilogue

2 Months Later

Today's the day. I thought to myself as I woke up. I smiled at myself. It took a while, but I had wrapped my head around it.

I'm moving in with Roman. And despite what he reckons, I am doing it out of my own free will.

I'm not connected to him by a business deal. My father doesn't owe him anything. I'm not sacrificing a single thing this time.

I am happy. Happy about everything. About myself, my status, my work, my life.

I rolled out of bed and showered, getting dressed, pulling on my black and white snow leopard print skirt and zipping it up.

I pulled on a black blouse and tucked it in to my skirt and then clipped on an orange belt. I slipped on some heels, a nice orange pair and grabbed a matching jacket.

I quickly brushed my hair and lightly applied some make up.

I went downstairs to the kitchen. Hope was here early. Her and mum were going shopping for the baby today.

Hope was six months pregnant and I hugged her as mum made me my coffee, pressing against Hopes belly.

"Thanks mum."

"Have you got everything packed?" Mum asked me. I nodded as I took the coffee.

"How much longer?" I asked Hope.

Her stomach was growing and she had a nice bump happening.

"Another three months." She answered me.

"I can't wait!" I told her my excitement.

"Baby can stay put till I'm ready, even if it's another year or two." Hope pouted. She was starting to get scared. I don't blame her. I would be too in her situation.

I laughed at her and finished my coffee. Dad quickly joined in, picking up some toast and kissing mums head, Hope's head then mine.

"Are you eating?" Mum asked as she buttered some toast. I shook my head and scrunched my nose up.

Usually I went to work with dad, but not any more. I was moving out today. I was excited about it too.

"Oh!" Hopes eyes moved to my hand. "That's pretty!"

I looked down on to my middle finger on my right hand. "Thank you." I smiled. "Roman gave it to me the other night." During dinner, and I thanked him dearly for it too. I bit my lip as I smiled at the topaz ring.

"You should go darling." Mum said to me. "You don't want to be late."

"I'm six months too late." Hope joked and it took me a bit longer then I cared to admit before I got the joke.

I kissed mum goodbye and then hugged Hope before leaving.

****

I smiled in a naughty manner at Roman as I sat on his desk eating out of a Chinese container.

Ever since I started back at Roman Empire, I have lunch with Roman. Every day. I love it.

Roman was telling me about a deal he was working in and I was babbling about a gorgeous chair I saw earlier today in my studio.

I noticed the time and realised Roman was going to be late.

"I've kept you." I said as I slipped off his desk. Roman took my hips.

"I don't care if I'm late. I own the company." He said as he kissed me.

I giggled under his touch as I wriggled out. "Until tonight." I called out as I walked away provocatively, smiling.

I left his office and smiled at Katie, his receptionist. "Roman is a couple minutes late." I told her as I passed and went to the elevator. I waited till the doors opened and I walked in, pressing the familiar eight button.

I had to argue with Roman about staying on that floor. He didn't like it, it was too far away from him but I wouldn't budge.

I greeted Toni and went to my office. Before I could sit down, Toni came in. "Miss Griffin?"

"Yes Toni?"

"Georgia is running a bit late today." She informed me.

"That's fine." Georgia was the temp head of Social Media until I had returned. Now I'm back doing what I was originally doing, minus the off site jobs. Georgia handles them now. "She has what? One more house?"

Toni shook her head. "No. She has another four."

I frowned. "Four?" That wasn't until next Friday. "That's on the twenty eighth."

"I'm sorry, Miss Griffin, but today is the twenty eighth."

"No, today is the twenty first." I know for a fact today is the twenty first.

"That was last Friday."

"No, today is the twenty first because I move in to Roman's today, the eight house pile up is the twenty eighth and the board meeting was the fourteenth." I looked at my phone and opened the calendar. I wouldn't have got them mixed up. There's no way I could have.

Toni didn't say anything as I saw four very important dates scattered across my calendar. The eight houses is today. Moving Day is today. The board meeting is next week and I saw the fourth pin as I scrolled back, trying to find my lost dates. My eyes widened as realisation dawned on me.

"I'm late."

****

I had locked the bathroom door for the eighth floor. If anyone needs it, they will have to go elsewhere or use the males.

Someone tried coming in, but found the door locked.

No! This can't be happening.

My heart pounding in my chest as I picked at my finger nails, my bottom lip between my teeth as I paced the bathroom.

No. No. No!

I heard knocking on the door, but it was only a couple taps then it stopped.

Approximately 9 steps from one wall to the other. I kept looking at the bench that held three sinks before looking away. I did another lap.

I heard the door trying to open then it stopped.

It's been 30 minutes. Okay Gracie, you can do this. Just look. There is no harm in looking. The bangles on my wrists clanged together as I dropped my arms.

Holy crap! Oh God!

Why are there so many workers on this floor? I heard another knock on the door.

My bottom lip was swelling from the pressure of my teeth. I peeked over to the bench as I held my breathe.

I can't be. If I tell Roman, he'll drag me straight to the closest celebrant he will find.

My eyes went off the floor to the bench, then so ever slowly I looked at the start of the white line I had placed on the bench.

"Gracie? Open up baby. Toni rang. She's a bit worried. You've been in here for a while" Roman banged on the door as I quickly frowned at the opposing door.

Oh great, now he is here. I went back to what I needed to look at.

Please no. No. No. No. No!

I stopped breathing. My heart in my throat as well as my stomach.

Two lines. Two lines. A plus mark. Two lines. A yes written on one and the last one said pregnant.

"Fuck."

Well, that's it. The end. I decided to leave it on a cliff in case I ever wanted to do a third one. I hope you all have enjoyed the books because to be honest, I actually enjoyed having Grace in my head.

Take care my lovelies,
LJ xxx