My Bestfriend's Boy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 63

A year passed like water through fingers. Not unnoticed, but ungraspable. Elena learned to crawl, then to stand, then to say “Mama” and “Dada” and “no,” which she used with impressive frequency. Ava finished her new novel—the one about the woman who learns to trust herself—and sold it to a bigger publisher than her first. Oliver got a promotion. They started looking at houses with yards, because Elena deserved space to run.In Las Vegas, Ethan and Mia celebrated their fourth anniversary. Not with a party or a trip, but with takeout and a bottle of wine and a long conversation about the future. He asked her to marry him at the end of it, not on one knee but across the kitchen table, his hand in hers.“I know I’m not the wildfire,” he said. “I know I’m still learning. But I also know that I want to wake up next to you for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?”She said yes. She had been ready for months. Waiting for him to catch up.The engagement was quiet. They told their friends in

Five years passed like a breath. Not unnoticed, but ungraspable. Elena started kindergarten, then first grade, then second. She had her mother’s eyes and her father’s patience, and she drew pictures of everyone she loved—which was a lot of people. Ava’s career flourished. The novel she had written after Elena’s birth became a bestseller, and she toured again, but this time Oliver and Elena came with her. She didn’t have to miss them anymore.In Las Vegas, Ethan and Mia bought a house. Not the apartment they had shared, but a real house with a yard and a garden and a studio for Ethan where he could paint without tracking charcoal across the kitchen floor. Mia continued her work at The Oasis, now overseeing a network of centers across the Southwest. Desiree had taken over her old role, and every time Mia saw her helping a new family, she felt the strange, quiet pride of having passed something on.They had a daughter. Nora. She was three, with dark curls and her fath