Before We Were US
“It’s official.”
“Don't tell your father yet!” Elena warned quickly, pointing a finger at the camera. “If you tell Micheal over the phone, he’s going to drive straight to Illinois. Wait until you both come back home so we can celebrate properly.”
“We won't,” Noah promised, chuckling. “Love you, Mom.”
“Love you both. Isla, make sure he does his routine!”
“I will!” I called out as Noah ended the call.
The screen went black, and the room fell quiet again.Noah set his phone on the nightstand, letting out a satisfied breath. But as the silence settled over the hotel room, the sudden absence of family chatter left a quiet, aching void in my chest.