Epilogue. Katerina

It's been seven wonderful and amazing years since my life was flipped upside down in the best way possible. I don't even want to think about how my life would have been if Jericho had never broken up with me. Would I have eventually ended up breaking up with him? Or would we have taken the next step in our relationship and gotten married? I've always imagined married life with him, and it's never the way it is now. We would have been miserable if we had gotten married, and our marriage would have eventually ended in divorce. So, in a way, I'm glad that Jericho broke off our relationship when he did, even if he did it on the day of our anniversary.

I'm not saying that my relationship with Alex is all rainbows and roses because it's not. We have our moments, like every other couple. We've had our hardships. Hell, we almost separated at one point two years ago, but we worked it out, and our relationship has gotten stronger since then. I'll spare you the details of what caused us to almost break up because I truly don't want to relive that moment of our lives, and I'm more than positive neither does Alex.

My parents were still adamant that Hayden either study business or become a model, but Hayden was stubborn as hell and ignored them. He majored in interior design, with two undergraduates in graphics and architecture. To say our parents were upset would be an understatement, as they had actually given Hayden the cold shoulder when he told them that he wanted to become an interior designer, graphic artist, and architect. I was actually shocked when they decided to flat-out ignore him for two months after that. Hayden was upset, but at the same time, he was happy that he finally told them what he wanted to do as a career. Of course, he had everyone's support, especially mine and Alex's.

"We're very proud of you, H," I had told him, giving him the biggest hug I could manage with my belly in the way.

"Like I've said many times before, you have a great talent for art, and I have an offer for you," Alex had then said, intriguing us all. "How would you like to intern at the company as a graphic designer?"

"HEY!" David whined. "I was going to ask him the same thing!"

We had all laughed at his childish antics.

"I, um, wow," Hayden stuttered in surprise at Alex's offer.

"Just think it over for as long as you want," Alex was quick to reassure my baby brother, who was struggling to answer. I could see his conflict as he looked between Alex and our brother, gently cupping his cheek to make him look up.

"Think it over, as Alex said, and when you decide, then you can tell him," I said, and he bit his lip.

"Don't worry about hurting my feelings, H, alright?" David said, making him look over at our older brother. "Don't stress over it, either, because I know you, and I know how you are under pressure, so just think it over, and I will support you with whatever you decide."

"Okay," Hayden mumbled in reply with a small smile.

Needless to say, Hayden decided to intern at Alex's company, and David, as he had said, supported our baby brother's decision. I had never seen Hayden as happy as when he came home after his second week working at Storm Enterprises, exclaiming that Alex had loved his graphic design for the new hotel he was building in Chicago.

"Your brother is a genius," Alex had exclaimed later that night when he came home after being in the office all day. "I knew he had talent, but my god, his skills are beyond anything I've ever seen!"

To say I was blown away by what I saw on the laptop Alex showed me that night would be an understatement because he was right. The design that Hayden had created was incredible. As always, Hayden had blushed at being complimented the following morning at breakfast.

"I'm going to show your design to the clients," Alex proceeded to say as he gathered his things for the day, which again had Hayden blushing and stuttering. "And you're going to go with me to meet with them this afternoon, so come along."

"What?" Hayden squeaked with wide eyes, making us chuckle at his flustered expression.

"You heard. Now come on; you don't want to get stuck in traffic."

"Good luck!" I yelled as they left the house. Since I had taken my maternity leave, I was able to work on my college classes, and instead of graduating the following year, my advisor messaged me, saying that since I had above-average grades, I would be getting my diploma at the end of December, which was shocking since I didn't think I'd be graduating so soon.