There’s a beat where we’re all frozen, but then the room explodes with sound. My tear ducts figure it out before my brain does—I’m crying seconds before I say “Oh my god.” A hand goes to my back as I stand. I assume it’s Jamie or Blake, but no, wait, they’re already hugging Adam and Grace. It’s Eli beside me. For a beat I think he’s getting me out of the way, but his hand doesn’t leave that tingling space between my shoulder blades.
