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"Yes?" Atlas repeats, puzzled.

"Yes, you probably should have told me about this before you brought me here," I smirk, "But also, yes to your question from before," I smile as I wait for him to realize what I am saying.

"Yes?" he asks again, only now he knows what I am talking about. "Do you? I mean I...?"

Stepping onto my tip toes I close the gap between us and kiss him gently. "Yes, Atlas, I want to marry you again. And I love this home," I hold onto his shoulders as his arms wrap around my waist. "It's perfect."

He pulls me into him and kisses me. It isn't the hesitant kiss of first love or the hot and bothered kisses we were sharing in the car. This is a kiss of gentle deepness of shared growth and hope for tomorrow.

As we kiss I see our children growing up around us, playing in the forest, bringing friends over for sleepovers. I see Atlas spending less time in the office and more time here, making pancakes and pursuing new hobbies and passions, supporting me side by side as we
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