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This man. This difficult, stubborn, reckless man had become the epicenter of my dreams. And I knew that a lot could change in the years ahead, but that never would. We’d build our family, our life, around each other, and I’d make sure every single one of his dreams came true.
“We’re next, Calliope,” he whispered, his fingers slipping through mine.
“Hell yes, we are.”
And I couldn’t wait.

He tilted his head to kiss my fingertips, then took my hand in his, lifting it to his mouth. He kissed the inside of my wrist, then my palm, then the diamond I’d spun around to face inward for today. “Still glad you said yes?”

he didn’t waste time in those five months

Trust me, Reed is chomping at the bit.

Learned a new phrase

Sometimes life was even better outside the lens. I’d debated leaving my camera at home, perched on the table beside the piano Reed had given us, but brought it just in case Ava wanted some special shots. Reed had the piano delivered from their parents’ house the day we closed on our dream home.
Weston had it tuned within a couple of weeks, and I’d even caught him playing it once or twice.

Five months later

these timeskips

“I bought you a house,” I said against her mouth.
“What?” She pulled back, her eyes wide with shock, and I lifted my head to give her space, since she couldn’t retreat past the door.
“Technically, I’m under contract on a house.” I grinned. “You might know it. It’s a cute little Victorian on the corner of Hudson and Vine.”

Buy me a house to please🫠🫠

“I’m here because I’m in love with you!” There. The words I hadn’t even let myself think, let myself accept, were out and hers to do whatever she wanted with.
Her lips parted and her eyes flared.
A breath passed, then two.
“I said I’m in love with you,” I repeated. “I flew all this way just to tell you that.”
“I heard you,” she whispered, but there was disbelief in her eyes.

He’d covered for her.
He’d still made the absolutely wrong decision, but he’d covered for her.
I crossed through the living room and opened the door.
Then I stopped breathing.
Weston stood on the front steps.

But how could I keep her here when we were obviously both miserable?
There was a knock at the door. It was probably time to start tearing down our equipment to prepare for tomorrow’s move.

It’s Weston, right?😌