“I’ve got to go. I have to tell her.” “Hell yeah, you do!” Miller cheers. “Good luck!” Kennedy chimes in. Stevie holds a hand over her heart. “They grow up so fast.” Lastly, I look to Indy, who is fucking crying…again. “Ind, really?” “I’m not crying! I’m fine. I’m just really happy that you’re happy.” She cleans up under her eyes. “You deserve to be happy, Rio. You both do.” I offer her a coy smile before I’m out the door and racing to my truck. Because she’s right. We both deserve to be happy.