I nodded.
“So repeat after me then: I, Val, do solemnly promise to enter into this relationship and never follow lists in magazines again.” I burst out laughing, tears streaming down my face at the same time as he tied the green thread around my finger, there was hardly anything left of the ribbon.
“Yes,” I said, looking down at the ribbon on my finger once more. Only this time, it meant something totally different to me and I swear, I was never going to take it off again.Ever.
EPILOGUE
WhatsApp Group: Lilly’s Birthday
Damien:Hey guys, I’ve added you to this group, please keep it private. I want to organize something special for Lilly’s birthday. And I’m going big.
Annie joined the group.
Val joined the group.
Jane joined the group.
Jane:Hey!
Annie:Hey Dame.
Val:Yay. Howzit?
Stormy joined the group.
Stormy:Hh,jf’pkhf’k q . . . dg . . . Hi
Jane:Oh for God’s sake! Someone is going to need to help Stormy with this.
Damien:I’ll add Marcus to the group and she can communicate via him.
Annie:HAHAH!
Val:You can’t see me, but I am rolling my eyes.
Marcus joined the group.
Marcus:Hellooo. This is me. Stormy. Not Marcus. But Marcus is typing, I’m just telling him what to say and he is typing for me. So it’s me. Not him. In case you are wondering. This is Stormy.
Val:Hahah! Hey.
Damien:I don’t think anyone will confuse you two.
Annie:I hate to be a party pooper here, but I have one child trying to get at my boob and the other two look like they are about to eat the dog food, it’s dinner time here.
Damien:Overshare.
Marcus:Didn’t need to know that.
Marcus:That’s me. Marcus. Not Stormy.
Annie:Sorry, I forgot there were men on the group.
Jane:As one tends to do . . .
Damien:So, Lilly’s birthday . . .
Damien:As you know, it’s been a tough few years, what with the baby thing.
