She looked around, eyes shining. “To new beginnings, and to Bruce, my dad, who built me a home long before he ever bought me one. You’re the only person I’ll ever count on.”
Applause thundered through the room.
Jacob swallowed, his smile cracking for a second. “I didn’t earn that title,” he said quietly, almost only to himself.
Nancy’s hand found mine, steady as a promise.
I had become a home.
