“Can I ask you something, Ollie? What did you say? To my dad? When you knelt down …” “Thank you.” “Thank you?” “I thanked him for bringing me another family, trusting me with loving them. I thanked him for raising the man I love, and for bringing him to me.” Her hand glides along my jaw. “I thanked him for you, Carter.” My chest constricts, my throat squeezing. I look to the sky, and a single tear drips down my cheek. Olivia’s lips trap it, stopping it in its track, and when she whispers how much she loves me, I bury myself to the hilt in the best thing that’s ever been mine.
