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pictures?” I ask her innocently. “Ones where I look like a cow?”

“No! Milla!”

“Sorry, sorry. Do you want to grab some food after this? I’m feeling really hungry lately. It’s all these pregnancy hormones, you know. I bet you can’t guess what my favorite meal is these days—what I can’t stop eating and craving at all hours of the night.”

“What is it?” she asks cautiously.

“Your leftovers.”

“Oh my god,” she says, turning and walking away. “I can’t. That’s not funny.”

“It’s super funny!” I call after her, giggling. I know my sense of humor is abysmal, but I hope I made her giggle a little, and distracted her from this awful trial.

Gabriel comes to my side then. “What did you say to her? She was smiling. I haven’t seen her smile in days.”

“Just a little joke between girls,” I tell him, snuggling up against his side. “I’m starving. What’s for lunch?”

“You’ve already had lunch,” he points out.

“Well, Sunday and Monday want more,” I tell him, cradling my belly.

“You know we’re not actually going to call them that, right?”

I grow quiet, thinking about the story of The Sun, The Moon, and Talia. In the fairytale, Talia names her children Sun and Moon, because their origin is mysterious to her. Lately, since I found out I’m carrying twins, I’ve been thinking about how creepy and coincidental it is that our original choice of names for them were Sunday and Monday. Sure, we were joking, but…

Another strange coincidence is that the king’s wife in that story finds out about the existence of the mistress and children because he says their names in his sleep. That’s how Gabe told me that Yvette found out about me and him being together. He said my name in his sleep, like the king from the story.

I’m just lucky that Evie didn’t try to burn me alive or cook my children. She only burned all of Gabe’s belongings. I got off easy. I’m thankful for not being murdered. I’m thankful that Evie and Gabe were able to divorce amicably, and that she forgives us and understands. I’m happy she found her own happiness.

I’m also thankful that unlike Talia, I was not at a fertile part of my cycle, so that my twins were not fathered by a rapist. But at least I could have taken the morning after pill. The benefits of life in 2021 compared to 1634.

Also, we have a chance at justice in this courtroom. Mike lost his medical license, and already spent some time behind bars. Hopefully all women will be safe from him going forward. Whether they are living, dead, or asleep.

“Sweetie?” I say to Gabe, hanging on his arm.

“Yeah?”

“I’m so glad I’m married to you now, and not a necrophiliac.”

“I’m also happy about that.” Gabriel responds

“Thank you for loving me even when I’m conscious and able to move.”

“I mean… sometimes I’m curious about what you would be like if you couldn’t talk. I must say, I can see the appeal. That guy was onto something.”

“Gabe!”

“A little coma here and there isn’t too bad, right?”

“That is definitely not funny.”

When he sees my wide eyes, he chuckles. “Relax, sweetie. I love you just the way you are. Even with that annoying, smart mouth of yours.”

“Good. Well, my smart mouth is hungry. For actual food, not just Evie’s leftovers. I’m thinking tacos.”

“Then let’s go eat. How else are Sunday and Monday going to become a gold-medalist kayak team?”

“Or sychronized swimmers,” I suggest.

“How about they do a speed-skating relay with their future siblings?”

“Nope. Our babies will love bobsledding best.”

“I’ll sign them up for lessons now,” he says, kissing my forehead.

No one makes me smile like he does. No one has ever made me feel so safe and loved.

I squeeze him tightly. I don’t know how I got so lucky. After everything we’ve suffered, after losing him completely… he’s here with me now. And we’ve got these healthy babies on the way. I thought it would never happen in a million years, I thought that we had lost all chance of being together and being happy. I thought we had lost all chance of bringing these babies into the world—but we dreamed them into life. We kept some tiny grain of hope tucked away in our hearts, even in the worst of times, when it seemed totally and irrevocably impossible.

We both fought so hard to make this reality.

I guess fairytales really do come true. Maybe not always the Disney version.

But getting a happy ending after dealing with a rapist and an ex-wife? It’s somehow sweeter and more secure that a story that’s perfect from the first page. We survived through the worst pages of our book, and then we survived some more. How could any other obstacle ever come between us?

We’re going to live happily fucking ever after.

I dare you to try and stop us.

The End

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Prologue

I knew he was going to be a powerful man from the moment I first met him. It wasn’t just because the earth literally trembled when he touched my hand. We were in Southern California, and that was known to happen.

It was because he smiled.

Everyone around us