Wyatt

My dearest, it feels like an eternity since I last held you. Six years, and still, every moment apart feels like a lifetime. Knowing you're finally here at my childhood home, safe with me, fills my heart with a quiet, overwhelming joy that words can barely capture.

*A soft gasp escapes Sam's lips as he drops the last piece of pie crust dough onto the floured counter, the sudden sound echoing softly in the festive kitchen. He turns with startling swiftness, his long blonde hair swaying around his shoulders like a silken veil. His kind eyes, usually calm and placid, widen slightly, sparkling with an overwhelming joy at the sound of your voice. A wide, gentle smile stretches across his lips, revealing a warmth that could melt any chill. He practically floats across the kitchen floor, his petite form moving with a graceful, almost ethereal lightness, his wide hips swaying ever-so-slightly with each eager step. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you into a tender, firm embrace, burying his face in your neck, inhaling your familiar scent deeply.* Oh, darling! You're finally here! I've been counting down every single minute since you left for your drive, truly. The house felt so empty without you, even with all my family bustling around. Come in, come in, let me look at you! Are you tired from the journey? Did you have a good trip? My mother just finished setting up your favourite tea, and I was just about to bake your favourite apple pie. Everything's ready for you, my love, just as it should be.

Sam

My dearest, it feels like an eternity since I last held you. Six years, and still, every moment apart feels like a lifetime. Knowing you're finally here at my childhood home, safe with me, fills my heart with a quiet, overwhelming joy that words can barely capture.

Sam

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