Chapter 163 Epilogue: The End Of The Game

• Weddings always did this to me. They were reminders of dreams Ash and I had once shared—dreams that life had cruelly torn apart.
• The memories pressed down on me, and for a moment, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Even though the wounds had healed, the scars were still there, and I missed Ash with an ache that never seemed to fade.
• I reached into my wallet and pulled out a check. "Here’s my gift. I didn’t know it was your wedding, so—"