He hadn’t done it to prove that he was better than anyone.
He’d done it because he loved Sophie.
And when the moment came, he was ready.
For the first time in months, I watched Jamie hold his niece without hesitation or fear. Claire sat beside him, no longer trying to move him out of the way.
Two gentle knocks.
Then an answer.
We were okay.
And this time, all three of us understood what that really meant.