The dinner went unbelievably beautiful. I never expected my father to meet the Harris' so calmly, keeping his rivalry, his ego, aside. Harris' also didn't made us feel like we had been rivals for generations now. The way everyone laughed at the dining table, cracked jokes, smiled together, I felt like I didn't just had one family but two. Two mothers. Two fathers. I remember once William had told me that anything with the Harris' is possible but friendship, it's the like a dream that would never come true. But love makes the most impossible things possible; it may take time but everything gets better with each passing second. Love may hurt for a while but at the end it is solely the only thing that can mend.
We were done with the dinner, sitting in the backyard of their house, taking lic
