Together, we’ve built the life that we always talked about, all of those afternoons in the bed of my truck when we snuck out of the house. In between kisses we’d dream of what we’d become as adults. Would my hair turn grey at the temples like Carlisle’s, would she ever finish so many years of college to follow her passion? What would it feel like to smile toothlessly at each other in our old age, what would it be like to have grandchildren? All of those things, and more, we now have the chance to discover.
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