“Anya?” I asked, “What did she say?”
“That she’s fine with whatever configuration works for us,” he said.
I couldn’t handle it. It was all so crazy. I started to laugh.
He looked at me in confusion. “What’s so funny?”
“Is this how all rich people behave?” I asked.
“Love’s a crazy thing,” he said.
He kissed me, and I felt more safe than I’ve ever felt. Even more than I’d felt in his arms previously.
Because I knew that no matter what happens, as long as I was honest with him, he would accept me and love me.
This was my real happily ever after.