WILLIAM BOLTON
It felt so good to hear our hearts beating as one again. Christy’s back and my world starts rotating again. I must tell Father that she is back. “Sebastian, go back to the mansion. I’ll finish my business later.” I say with almost too much excitement in my voice, as we get back into the SUV, leaving Christy standing on the porch. “Will do.” Sebastian looks back at me through the rearview mirror, amused. “I haven’t seen you smile like that in quite a while, Will. She’s that special, huh?” I just nod, still smiling. My chest wants to explode, and my heart is doing summersaults. Last time I felt like this was when Christy was born, and I held her in my arms. Our hearts beating in unison. I love this woman with all my heart. She’s clearly no longer the girl I left at
