“Daddy, does this mean I can come over now?” he asked, his eyes wide with hope. Matthew smiled and pulled him close.
“No, buddy.
This means we live together now.”
And that was all Alex needed. Their evenings soon filled with laughter — building blanket forts, racing toy cars, burning grilled cheese sandwiches. Real laughter echoed through every room, the kind that made a house feel like home again.
Sometimes, the camera doesn’t lie.
Sometimes, it shows you what love isn’t. And sometimes, it helps you see what love truly is.
