“My heart is feeling a lot of things right now,” I tell him quietly, sniffing as I place my hands over his on my face. “My heart is funny like that, too, sometimes. Sometimes my heart wants to cry for my Catharine, but it’s happy because I have my Cara, and my Emmett.” He places his small hand over my heart and rests his forehead against mine. “It’s okay, though. Hearts are big, so we can feel anything we want to feel.”
