Hooking her arms around Reagan’s neck, Libby stared into her gleaming brown eyes. “I can’t believe I got so lucky,” she said as she swayed to the music. “I’m the lucky one,” Reagan replied, taking her by the hand and giving her a little twirl before holding her close again. Libby wanted to stay in that moment, forever surrounded by the love of all the people they cared about. In her heart she vowed never to take a single day spent next to Reagan for granted.
