I love Dem more and more. And with each passing day, my love for him extends to the people around him who continue to show unwavering care and affection for Willow.
I know they care for me, too. It’s just easier to focus on her so I don’t spiral into overthinking my own situation.
“Look at them.” Bambi shields her eyes with one hand and holds her cocktail up with the other. “I can’t believe it. Seriously. I’m having a very difficult time believing what I’m seeing.”
Following her gaze out over the lake, I have to agree.
Demyen talked Willow onto a jet ski and is now zooming over the water with her. They’re both wearing life jackets—hers was obviously required, but she refused to go unless he put one on, too—and he keeps leaning down to tell her something. I’m guessing they’re instructio
