Tom reached over, pulling both of us into a hug, his own tears glistening. “You found us, sweetheart,” he whispered, his voice breaking.
Lila giggled, her hands brushing our tear-streaked faces.
“You guys sniffle so loud!”
We all laughed through our tears, the warmth of that moment wrapping around us like a blanket.
So yeah, sometimes, late at night, I still catch Tom sneaking to the basement.
But now, it’s just love in action.
Source: amomama
