You felt like you were in a dream and never wanted to wake up.

Your arm wrapped around the back of your husband, Rafe Cameron, who was laying down with his head facing away from you. He slept as you heard the birds chirping outside your beach house that he had bought. You two lived there in the summer, and it was right next to the beach of the Outer Banks.

Your two children, your little boy and little girl, were asleep in their seperate rooms.

It felt like insanity, the fact you were here sleeping next to someone who was once your enemy, a man who you never thought you were going to have children with.

You loved it.