EPILOGUE
ONE YEAR LATER
"Michaelangelo Vaillant!" Mina ran after the running toddler. He'd just made off with one of the makeup brushes she was using to do Avery's makeup. She managed to catch up to him and snatch the brush from him, moments before he grabbed another. She sighed. "Seriously?"
Avery laughed at her plight. "Welcome to being the mother of a toddler."
Mina massaged her temples. "I swear, he's everywhere! Yet when it's time to feed him, somehow he's nowhere."
They laughed at the irony. Mina was tired of following the boy around the dressing room, so she simply put the makeup brushes on a higher surface and let him have the one he was playing with. He would lose interest in it after some time.
"You look so beautiful." She said to her friend. "I mean, every bride looks beautiful on her wedding day but you are the most perfect."
"Thank you." Avery smiled gently, even though she knew her best friend was exaggerating it.
