Five Years Later, Stella's POV

Five years. It felt impossible to say that out loud and truly believe that so much time had passed. Sometimes, when I was alone, I still caught myself staring out the window, wondering if it had all been a dream. If I had really lived in California. If I had really worked at Winter Enterprises. If I had really fallen in love with the wrong man. If I had really run away with two hearts beating inside me, desperate to save whatever sanity I had left.

But then I heard the laughter.

"Mom, Apollo pushed me!" Orion yelled from the hallway, running awkwardly, his dark hair completely wild.

"I didn't do it on purpose!" Apollo fired back right behind him, wearing the most innocent face I had ever seen.

"Yes, you did! Just because I didn't want to help pack your stuff."

"I'm the older one, you're supposed to listen to me," Apollo argued, and Orion answered by sticking his tongue out.

They burst into my bedroom like a hurricane, jumping on the bed, figh