Epilogue
I sat in front of the mirror, fingers lightly adjusting the collar of my all-white suit. The silk caught the light, making me look... radiant, I guess is what they were going for. Like I was glowing. Blushing bride, Levi would probably tease. And for once, I didn't even mind that since this time I actually felt like one. I hadn't just been bought like livestock this time.
I was here because I chose to be.
Not by force.
Two years had passed since Blair was born, Canon was now freshly four. The hardest parts of raising them were behind us now—or so i hoped—and Levi, in typical Levi fashion, just looked at me one day and said, "Screw it. Let's be bonded under every god that allows it."
And that's how I ended up in a church. Twenty minutes from walking down the aisle to officially become Conan Dunham.
