“Michael and Erika,” the officiant started again. “Damon and Winter. Kai and Nikova. William and Emory.” We all looked at her, air filling my lungs and feeling Em’s eyes on me. “Are you happy?” the judge asked. And I blew out my breath, breaking into a low chuckle, all of us laughing within a moment. The judge nodded, needing no further answer. “I’ve been proud to watch you grow here, and I’m excited to see everything that comes next.”
