I looked at Wyatt. Wyatt looked at me. He gazed at me like I was the only thing in the world that could touch his soul. He’d look at me like that forever, I realized. We would never break this bond between us. We would never find the end of this love. And he would look at our kids the same way, full of love, and adoration, and awe. He’d look at our kids the way his father had gazed down at him. “We are,” I said. “We absolutely are.”
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