FINAL BOOK 3: EPILOGUE

"It's gone. It's actually gone," Emily mutters, lifting pillows to search the couch in our living room. I roll up the cuffs on my dress shirt as I cross the bright, airy apartment from the master bedroom. "Six, tell me you haven't lost your ring." She crosses to me, her face a mask of shock. Then she pulls her hand out to show me the diamond glinting on her finger. Relief slams into me, along with pleasure. Every time I see it on her hand, I feel that way. Even though we've been engaged for three months, I haven't gotten over knowing she's mine. Jacob teases that it won't go away until she's signed the certificate and she can't back out. The truth is I know it won't go away even after that. "Why do you look so happy?" Emily asks, planting a hand on her hip. I tear my gaze away from her teasing face to take her in, from her purple-painted toenails to he