224. EPILOGUE

224. EPILOGUE
SELINE
"Blanket," The three of us shouted. "We want our blanket."
Sirius nodded eagerly.
"Blanket," Celia shouted again louder than before.
Kade walked in, still wearing his suit. And leaned against the door, observing us.
God, the butterflies in my stomach came alive just by watching him standing like that.
"What blanket?"
Celia face palmed, "You're out blanket, Daddy."
Kade raised a lone brow, "Is that so?"
The three of us nodded.
Ever so slowly, he removed his suit before he climbed in. Celia settled on his left. I am on his left. Sirius is on my left.
His hands wrapped around all of us protectively. I sighed.l, scooter closer to him.
"The best blanket." I whispered.
"The best blanket." Celia agreed.
"Dada 'Sokay." Sirius said.

A FEW YEARS LATER
“I don’t understand her.” Kade signed. “She has everything. Why is she working so hard? Why can’t she just…enjoy like other teenagers?”
He is worried about Hana. She turned eighteen three months ago. Her high school is officially over.
Not so surprisingly, she is the Valedictorian.
She already has admissions from the best colleges.
“You guys are discussing about how dumb I am,” Hana said out of nowhere.
“No,” I said at the same time Kade said, “Yes.”
“Why are you working so hard? What’s the point of working so hard?” He demanded instead of asking.
Hana blinked. She looked at him.
Then at me.
“Is he serious?”
When Kade didn’t budge, she sighed. “I have everything, and one day, I am going to inherit half of your assets. I know, Kade. But I like what I do. That turns out to be—,”
“Not having fun and working like you are on the brink of extinction?” Kade cut her off.
Hana turned towards me, “How did you even marry this guy?” She questioned.
“I can hear you,” Kade shouted.
“That’s the whole point,” Hana shouted back.
My twins came out of their bedroom. The first thing they did was to go to Hana.
Sirius is like Kade in many ways—silent, observant, and calm.
He used to be afraid of his own shadow. Now, he looked different.
For a six-year-old, he acts like a grumpy old man.
Celia is entirely a different breed.
Her first word was NO.
She built a whole different language around that one word.
Celia hugged Hana’s waist. “Don’t go.”
Hana has discussed about moving out of our hill house. Kade still doesn’t understand why she would do that when she chose the university in Bernan.
As long as he is concerned, she can live at her home—the hill house—our house—for the rest of her life.
“No boyfriends until you complete your college.” He warned her. “Since you are so hell-bent on working hard, do just that. Study. No boys. No dating. No parties after 12 AM. No, nothing.”
Hana rolled her eyes. “Yes, mama.”
“Daddy is not mama,” Celia quipped. “Daddy is my dada.”
“You tell her, darling,” Kade says, lifting her in his arms and kissing her cheek.
Celia giggled. “Now, I jump. Release me.” She cried.
Everything is a game for her.
“Not happening.”
Celia pouted, “Daddy!”

KADE
My eyes followed Sirius while Sirius followed my wife. I pulled him back by his shirt collar.
“Stop following your mother every minute. She is not going anywhere.”
Sirius looked at it with clenched fists. His expression was serious—way too serious for a six-year-old.
“I am making sure she is safe.” He told me.
He barely reached my thighs, and somehow, he wants to make sure that my wife is safe.
I love my son. I really do. But I sometimes pray to God for him to grow up already and move out of our house so that I don’t have to share my wife.
Seline caught a bug the other day. Of course, Sirius sensed it. Ever since then, he has been in his overprotective mode.
Trust me, he is just six.
“You are still a kid.”
He looked at me, offended. “I am not. I am bigger now.”
“Just so you know, I brought you home from the dumping yard,” Celia said.
Celia is seven minutes older than Sirius.
My boy’s eyes welled up, and suddenly he started to cry. I sighed. Because if he cries, he wouldn’t leave his mother for the next two hours.

YEARS LATER
“It was good,” Sirius said on the video call. “We are settling in well.”
Seline raised a lone brow, “Were you in a fight?”
Her son looked everywhere but at her.
“Did Celia get into a fight?”
Sirius stayed silent.
Seline sighed.
“It’s not worse than last time.” Sirius tried to assure. “I had it under control.”
“You better do,” Kade said from behind Seline’s back, looking directly at the camera.
“Was it serious?”
“No, Dad. You know Celia.”
“Do I have to intervene?”
Sirius smirked, “You don’t have to. I got it under control.”
Judging by the way he said it, Seline felt Sirius sure had everything under control. He is just eighteen, and he is already preparing himself to become a don one day.
He was the same boy who held Seline’s shirt and followed her every day.
She still can’t believe they grew up so fast.
“If you had it under control, why are you still here?” Kade asked him, “I am sure you have assignments or something. Go, study and leave my wife to me. Stop calling her every second of the day.”
“It’s been three days since I talked to—,”
The video went dead as Kade closed the laptop, lifting Seline effortlessly as if she weighed nothing.
“Are you serious?” She shrieked.
“Very serious, Wildling. I have to share you with them for eighteen years. Not that I finally have you, I will not waste any time.”
Seline giggled, burying her head in the crook of his neck. For someone who designs homes, she found one — in him.
For someone who hates a home, Kade built one—with her.
AUTHOR’S NOTE
It’s over, guys. Kade and Seline got their happy ending. I am sure when I look back, I would find so many mistakes, and I would keep changing them.
But I am grateful for all the readers who are here despite the mistakes. Books are my companions. When life gets heavy, books are what I seek. I hope my books help you all to escape reality like they helped me.
What’s next?
Hana & Alexander.
Honestly, I am not sure anymore.
I am gonna take a break for at least a month. My finger tips are going to break if I don’t take a break!
But I will come back with a new book. A morally grey hero, a stalker heroine, and a twisted kingdom.
I will give you the updates in both The Conqueror(my first book on the app) & The Enforcer comments.
Stay Tuned!
Recently, life has taught me one thing. Fix the damn sleep cycle. I am no good at that. But yeah, learnt my lesson.
Sleep well. Eat well. Do what you wanted to do, or at least try starting it.
— C.