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“You’re my landslide, Emmett. Everything I thought I knew fell to my feet when our worlds collided. Then we rebuilt a world together, and I finally understood why good things needed to end so something so much more beautiful could be built in their place.”
“I hope we can build something beautiful from this, too.”
“Happy birthday, baby.”
“Happy New Year, firefly. Last year was the best year of my life because I spent it with you. I can’t wait to spend all of them with you.”
Thank you for showing me what it means to be brave. To be bold. To fight for what you want. I thought I was strong before you, but I know now: I’m strong because of you.
I am who I am because of you, Cara. Because you love me in ways I didn’t know existed. Because everything made sense the first time we kissed. Because I found a home in your eyes, your arms, and your heart. Because with your hand in mine, I can breathe. How fucking lucky am I?
This smile could change the world, I’m sure of it.
“Firefly,”
“I love you,” I whisper, and my heart takes flight, a happy, fierce thrum in my chest, because it knows. There’s no one else for us but Emmett.
I’ve never had to work so hard to hold on to pieces of myself. Loving myself has always come so naturally to me, because it’s how I was raised.
“There will be a rainbow after our storm, too, Cara. I know it.”
Emmett is and always has been mine, just as I’ve always been his.
“You’re my home, Cara. I meant it then, and I mean it now. The only time I sleep without you in my arms is when there’s a plane ride and at least a thousand miles between us.”
We’re fixing this, firefly. You and me? We don’t quit. Not on each other. Not on a love like ours.”
“Do you hear me, Cara? I was existing before you. But since you? Since you, I’ve been living.”
“I know, baby. I know. So let me do it for you. Let me be the strong one. Let me be brave. Let me fight, Cara. I’ll fight for you every damn day, until I take my last breath, and after that? After that I’ll find a way to keep fighting. You’re not alone, Cara.”
“Breathe,” he whispers. “Breathe, baby.”
“You are perfect, exactly as you are.” “I’m broken.” “You’re perfect.”
“I. Am. Broken.”
“You are. Your heart is in pieces. You’re not the same woman I met at a crowded party on New Year’s Day, or the one I married eighteen months later. You’re not unshakable, the way I thought you were. You aren’t whole. You’re heartbroken.”
“Your heart is a mosaic,”
“Thousands of pieces woven together, each one with its own story. Your heart is beautiful and kind, and it loves the way it does not in spite of all its pieces, but because of them.” A gentle smile as he swipes at the tears on my cheekbones. “You are what it means to grow. To bloom after a bitter winter. You aren’t the same as you were, but why would you be? You get better every single day, even when I think there’s no possible way, because you are committed to loving yourself, to being the best version of you. You aren’t the same; you’re better.”
“You are selfless. Compassionate. A voice for those who have none. Someone who’s strong for others when they can’t be strong for themselves. You are not unsh...
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“You aren’t whole. You’re broken. And that’s okay. You have loved and you have lost, and every piece of you deserves its place. You are a home for all your stories, the pieces that have shaped your life, that make you who you are. The steps you’ve taken, the growth you’ve chased. The fears you’ve conquered, and the lessons you’ve learned. The friendships you’ve built, the love you’ve shaped with your bare hands. Your dreams, and every single heartache. You aren’t whole, but you aren’t meant to be. You’re broken. And the beautiful thing about being broken? There’s so much more space for the
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He is … the long haul. He’s the sunny days and the smooth sailing. He’s the top down, the wind in his sun-kissed hair, and what happiness sounds like when he says there’s never been a more beautiful day. He’s the early-morning easy rides that lead into the quiet, peaceful nights.
Emmett is the long haul. With me through the easy, with me through the hard. With me.
“Breathe, baby. Breathe with me. Because I can’t breathe without you.”
Want to fight. For Emmett. And for me. I want to fight for us. And I want to win. I will win. We will.
I will love every version of her, always. Her soul will always be hers, and it’ll always be tied to mine. I’m sure of it.
She laughs, real and hearty and fucking stunning. My entire world rights itself.
“I want us to have a baby, Cara. But if you’re my one good thing—if this love is the only precious thing I get in this lifetime—that will always, always be enough for me. Do you understand? You are enough for me, and I will spend my days treasuring this immaculate gift I’ve been given.”
“I feel alive, Emmett. I feel alive, and I wasn’t sure I’d feel that again.”
“I’m here.”
“You’re here, Care. I’m here. We’re together.”
“Promise me we’ll get through it, Emmett. Promise me. I can’t do life ...
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“You and me, firefly? We’ll get throu...
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“Toge...
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“Together.”
“For myself too. I want to fight for myself.”
“I’ll fight for you on the days you’re too tired to do it yourself.”
“I’m going to love you, even on our hardest days.”
“A dinosaur? Emmett, you made me a dinosaur for brunch?”
“I tried my best.”
“I’m so lucky you’re my Emmett,”
I hope to God that if there’s only one thing in this world I can do right other than loving Cara, it’s loving Abel.
“I’m so lucky you’re ...
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There’s no doubt that this period of our lives has been the most challenging, even more so for her. But Cara is still herself. The woman I fell in love with. My best friend. She’s changed, transformed, but it’s a privilege to know every version of her—to love them.
Every version of Cara shines in its own way, but there’s no doubt about it: She glows from the inside out as a mother.
“What will you wish for?”
“I won’t tell no one, and if you say it quiet, I don’t think anyone else will hear.”
