I’d do it all over again, you know. I wouldn’t trade one second if it meant we were right here, in this moment.”
She took in a deep breath, and I gently kissed her forehead.
“This is it,” I whispered.
“What?”
“The moment. When I watch you sleeping . . . that peace on your face? This is it. I haven’t had it since before my mom died, but I can feel it again.” I took another deep breath and pulled her closer. “I knew the second I met you that there was something about you I needed. Turns out it wasn’t something about you at all. It was just you.”
Abby offered a tired smile as she buried her face into my chest. “It’s us, Trav. Nothing makes sense unless we’re together. Have you noticed that?”
“Noticed? I’ve been telling you that all year!” I teased.

Author: Jamie McGuire

I’d do it all over again, you know. I wouldn’t trade one second if it meant we were right here, in this moment.”<br />She took in a deep breath, and I gently kissed her forehead.<br />“This is it,” I whispered.<br />“What?”<br />“The moment. When I watch you sleeping . . . that peace on your face? This is it. I haven’t had it since before my mom died, but I can feel it again.” I took another deep breath and pulled her closer. “I knew the second I met you that there was something about you I needed. Turns out it wasn’t something about you at all. It was just you.”<br />Abby offered a tired smile as she buried her face into my chest. “It’s us, Trav. Nothing makes sense unless we’re together. Have you noticed that?”<br />“Noticed? I’ve been telling you that all year!” I teased. - Jamie McGuire




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