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And I didn’t argue. Not anymore. I believed her. That belief, that she saw the parts of me no one else had and stayed anyway, was what made everything different.
Because of her.
She hummed, soft and low, the edges of a song she hadn’t written down yet. Then, she kissed Neo’s head and closed her eyes.
I lay there beside them, hand tucked behind my head, grass under my feet, the sun warm on my face. A husband. A dad. A man who didn’t have to earn love to deserve it.
The three of us stayed there a while, tangled up together.
Ellie smiled, eyes still closed.
Because maybe this was the only spotlight she ever needed.
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