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Epilogue 1--Split Chapter
(Nerina’s P.O.V)
1 year later
After returning home from vacation, I called my mother to tell her that I had a surprise for her and that she was going to have to cancel my date with Athan. Which she did, albeit begrudgingly. It took a few weeks for John to move here because I also had to find a bigger place for us, since I was just living in just about the smallest one bedroom one bathroom apartment you could find in Virginia near headquarters. We eventually settled on a 4-bedroom, 3-bathroom house, making sure that I took John on a virtual tour when I was given the tour by the real estate agent. It reminded us of the villa we stayed in in Bermuda, and that was all we needed to know that it was the right house for us. So, after we bought the house, John FINALLY moved his ass to Virginia, and we have been living in our home happily now for the last year.
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