His gaze finds mine, and he glides across the ice to me. He opens the door to the tunnel, gesturing for me, and my cheeks blaze. This is his accomplishment; I don’t want to take anything away from him. But still, I go to him, because I always will. “Congratulations, baby,” I whisper, grinning down at him and smacking my tears away. He crooks a finger at me. “Come here.” He brackets my chin in his hand. “Thank you.” “For what?” “For making me feel like everything is within my reach if I work hard enough. This is amazing. Everything I dreamed of as a kid. But it’s you who makes my world
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