Forever in the Past and Forever in the Future

We have planned a little brunch gathering in our apartment, before the hustle and bustle of the day begins. We just want to make sure we remember what is important. And to Bronx and me, that is family. Lenora and Milo come over and | finally get to meet Bronx's parents. 2

The first thing his mom, Sandy, does is give me a crushing hug and call me her son's saviour. A little extreme, but she's excited, so you know, whatever. | will take hugs whenever | can get them. | feel a familiar warmth coming from my hands. | quickly let go of her, feeling a little embarrassed.

“Oh! Honey, it's alright. Bronx already warned me that your energy goes into overdrive when you're happy. | take it as a compliment, "she smiles warmly at me.

“Thank you, Sandy," | smile shyly.

“No nono. You call me Mom, young lady," she gives me a faux stern look. 2

“A-alright, Mom," | test the word in my mouth. It is going to take some getting used to. | have never called anyone Mom before. Not even my real mother. | hope the Moon Goddess understands.

Bronx has Sandy's facial features including her green eyes but with his dad, Michael's dark hair. Michael and Bronx have the same hulking size, personality, and mannerisms. Just like Bronx, Michael acts tough but can't fool me, he's a big softie. He is obsessed with making sure everyone has enough to eat. | think | win him over when | offer him an oversized snickerdoodle.

Lenora shows off her baby bump and announces she and Milo are having a girl. Sandy and | can't stop admiring her and complimenting her pregnancy glow. Milo dotes over her, not letting her lift a finger for anything. Even when she wants a refill of her water, he jumps up and gets it. It's pretty adorable. | look forward to one day when that is Bronx and me.

Sandy and Michael nod approvingly at the ring and congratulate us with hugs. Michael and Milo pull Bronx to the living room to chat. | overhear Bronx tell Milo the good news about Saint and Lex but he insists that Milo should still lead the Solstice pack run. He deserves the honor for all the hard

laughs and agrees. He asks Milo to

start putting food away and talking about the details of the special day Bronx and

Bronx tells me he has a gift for me even though we agreed not to exchange gifts. He insists | need it after our conversation about starting a bakery. | unwrap the

| cock my head as | look at

| haven't had a good time to give it to you,

says as he kisses

spend the money on the perfect dress. She isn't wrong. | still don't have a job, after all. | have no money for a fancy dress. ° She wants it to be a surprise, so | can't say no. So an hour before the party, she brings the dress bag to the apartment, along with a shoe box and takes it to the closet. I'm standing in the closet with her and Delilah looking at the bag, dreading what is inside. The side of the black bag says Givenchy in large white lettering. She smiles while

is a floor-length style with spaghetti straps and a completely open back. “Lenora, everyone is going to see my scars," | feel a little self-conscious as | look at the dress. Delilah has already pinned my hair into an updo.

you, people won't even notice the scars when they see how beautiful the dress is on you,” Delilah reassures me, "They all already love you. When

Lex says in my mind, “| am so happy you finally get to look as beautiful on the

happy to have her back. She

right. The dress fits me like a glove. It shows off my curves and | have never felt more beautiful. | turn in the mirror to catch a glimpse of the back. The keloid scars were evident, but the dress helps distract from them. Oh also, Delilah had been right, Bronx's tattoos have almost completely faded. But he decided to

the closet before he

gonna wear that, Baby?" His eyes are wide as he looks me up and down, then turns to Lenora, "Leni, no. Find another dress. “Uhh, Bronx...yes," Lenora retorts. She stands up from the bench and puts her hands on her hips, "And you are not going to stop her. And not only are you not going to stop her, you're not going to be jealous, either. You're going to be proud