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EPILOGUE 1 GARETH THREE MONTHS LATER “Can you pass me the salt?” Kayden slides it across the table toward Grandpa, who just asked for it. But upon seeing it came from Kayden, not Kill or Dad, he scowls. “Lost my appetite.” Mom and I release a collective sigh. She and Glyn went all out for this dinner. Like, no kidding, they were shopping and micromanaging the catering and even cooking. Kill was jealous—which made me smug—because, apparently, Glyn doesn’t really cook, but she did for this. Anyway, they went all out just to make this family dinner special. Since, well, it’s the first time I’ve officially brought Kayden home. He had to recover, and I went back to school on his insistence. So you can bet that I took him with me. Either that or I was staying with him in the States. That led to me sort of coming out to my friends, and that was a shitshow. The only mature one was Jeremy, who just patted my shoulder. Nikolai laughed out loud and said, “I knew it for months, you bitches, and ke