I buried my face in his shoulder, the rough fabric of his flannel shirt scratching my cheek, and finally, the dam broke. I cried for the years I’d lost, for the pain I’d endured, and for the simple, overwhelming miracle of being standing in a driveway in Georgia, surrounded by the only people who had ever truly loved me for me.
"We've got you, Sarah," my dad choked out, his voice a gravelly whisper in my ear. "We've got you now. Nobody's ever taking you away again."
Up on the porch, Jasmine cheered, a loud, joyful sound that broke the heavy tension of the moment. "Group hug later! Get in the house, it’s too hot out here for all this drama!"
I let out a wet, shaky laugh against my father's chest. Typical Jasmine.
Across the yard, I saw Liam step out of the car. He stayed back, leaning a
