EPILOGUE

Riah's POV

Hi.

I'm Riah Night.

I'm only 3 I guess, and these people keep talking.

Also, Mommy's lap is comfy.

Dad has some type of talking thing with his "friends". Mom decided to wait outside and watch cartoons with me but I can still hear them talking frantically, they seem excited too.

"Mommy, what're they talking about?" I ask looking at her. My mommy's pretty. Her hair is pretty long, just like mine. She says I have daddy's accent.

I'm proud of that.

What's an accent?

Blue's POV

3 YEARS LATER.

Everything is as amazing as can be. Theodore left the Mafia to Mark. I have a baby girl.?

Amazing.

Smiling down at my bundle of joy, I play with her little ponytails.

"I don't know baby." I reply to her previous questions and she shrugs before turning back to watching "The Simpsons".

It seems pretty interesting, I haven't been watching it for long, but she says she watches it with her dad all the time so.