I nod, pointing my head to Marek. I’m trying to tell her “Listen up, this one’s dedicated to you” without using my own voice. Just the words I wrote for my cousin’s vows. “Charlie, Charlotte, Charlie Bear,” Marek says. Ad libbing, huh? I definitely didn’t tell him he could do that. It’s fine, I remind myself as long as he doesn’t fuck up my speech. “Every day that I get to wake up and see you, talk to you, and feel you is the best day of my life,” Marek says. “Every time I turn around and don’t see you, I get turned around because you’re my compass—my guiding light. You give me so much, and
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