At that moment I understood: all the fear and drama I had imagined was just proof of their love. Despite the age difference, despite so many years of loneliness, they were finally happy, and their life together was just beginning.
That night, after picking up the flowers and easing the laughter, we all sat down in the living room, relieved. The scream that initially terrified us turned into a funny story we would laugh about for years. My father and Larissa slept in each other’s arms, and for the first time in a long time, the house felt whole again.
