“Where were we?” I murmur. “I’m not sure where you were, but I was right here…wishing I could be wherever you were.” When he pulls back, a flash of teeth lights up his face. It takes my breath away. I nearly choke because I can’t remember the last time I saw Brant smile like this. Untethered from grief and perfectly present. I return his smile with my own as joyous tears shimmer back at him, knowing it’s been a long time since I’ve smiled like this, too. It’s been years.
