She opened her arms wide, waiting for me. I bent down and gently held her, feeling the strands of her hair in my face and her pudgy little fingers pressing into my shoulders.

“Nice to meet you,” Olive said, waving good-bye.

Trenton swept her up into his arms and carried her to the car.

“Bye, wady!”

I tried not to cry as Trenton buckled her in, saving my tears until he pulled away.

“That was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” Taylor said. “Was it what you wanted?”

All I could do was nod, and then I sat down on the bench, holding myself upright by gripping the edge of my seat.

Taylor sat next to me. He looked upon me with more love and understanding than I’d ever felt. All the while, I let the peace of closure set in. I took a breath and let six years of pain, anger, and shame leave my body as I exhaled.

“Falyn?” he said, his voice thick with worry.

A single tear trickled down my cheek as I looked over at him with a small smile. “She’s happy,” I said simply. “And I’m happy. I’m not sure what I expected, but this is so much more. I’ll never be able to thank you enough.”

He brought my hand to his lips. “The look on your face right now? That’s all I need.”

I threw my arms around him, and he tightly squeezed me.

“Will you tell him?” I asked.

“Trent? No. Today was for you and Olive to make a memory, and then let the rest go.”

I released him and then leaned against his shoulder. “I like that.”

“I plan to do a lot of things that you’ll like. But first, I’m going to sit here with you for as long as you need. Don’t feel rushed.”

I sighed and hugged his arm, memorizing the playground and the small wooded area about fifty yards behind it. The birds were singing as a slight breeze blew the fallen leaves around on the ground.

“It’s perfect,” I said.

“Ten minutes ago, watching you and her … I wish I could have frozen that moment, so we could live in it forever.”

“We can. We can live here in Olive’s memory. Maybe every time she visits this park, she’ll remember our time together.”

“I bet she will.”

I let my temple relax against his shoulder. “I don’t feel rushed. My heart doesn’t have room for anything else but you, her, and happiness.”

Chapter Seventeen

Taylor jumped out of bed just before the sun came up, fumbling around my bedroom and cursing in the dark while trying to find his clothes. Rolling onto my side, I leaned up on my elbow, propping my head with my hand, as I tried to suppress a laugh.