His Wife On Paper
"Everyone in."
I went, Drew's hand still in mine, Mitchell already wedged between the boys, and as we all squeezed together I caught Eliora's eye across the chaos.
She smiled at me, that real smile, the one that had taken years to fully arrive, the one without any apology hiding underneath it.
I'm proud of you, I thought, hoping somehow it carried across the space between us without needing words.
She seemed to hear it anyway, or maybe she just knew me well enough by now to read it off my face, because her smile widened slightly, just for me, before the photographer counted down and everyone arranged their expressions for the camera.
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