Knot My Sin: Chapter 30

The last three weeks have flown by, and now I’m watching Aisling and Wren run around the house as they get ready for tonight’s fundraiser.

“Do we have a name for your organization yet?” I tease them. Aisling glares at me as she goes over her checklist again, and Wren obsessively goes over the guest list on her tablet.

Flynn and Shaw figured a tablet would be easier for her to work with, and they were correct. She’s been navigating it with ease.

“Yes, actually we did,” Wren says, blushing. She’s so busy planning, she never told us the name. “Omega’s Haven is the name of our foundation and organization.”

“That’s perfect,” I agree. “Damn, you two are crushing this. I’m really proud of you.”

Aisling glances up with a surprisingly shy smile.

“I’m so nervous,” she admits. “Jasper has his fighters lined up for tonight, and we’ve sold a hundred and fifty tickets for this. Each person paid three-hundred dollars for their ticket, and then all the profits from bets placed will also go toward the organization. Fuck, I may be sick.”

Wren’s eyes widen and I can see the nerves in her gaze as well.

“Nope, it’s going to be amazing,” I state, shaking my head. Wren gets up and starts to reorganize all of her papers, and I slowly track her movements.

For the last few days, she’s been doing this all over the house and in her nest. Wren changes sweatshirts throughout the day, and then complains that she’s hot, so the house has been an ice box. Flynn has been giving her anxious glances, trying to keep his cool.

Unfortunately, they’re definitely syncing up, because he cleaned the entire house yesterday, and even deep cleaned the refrigerator. Now, he hasn’t left his nest all day. My cock aches, knowing my omegas are probably going to go into heat at the same time.

Fuck. We just need to get through tonight.

“Honey, are you okay?” I ask Wren, eyeing her. Aisling bites her lip as she watches her friend from the corner of her eye.

So I’m not the only one who’s noticed.

“Yeah, I feel like my skin is too tight,” Wren complains. “I’m hot one second and then cold the next. Ugh, I lost the guest list.”

“It’s on your tablet,” Aisling soothes. “We’re good. We’re perfect, in fact. There’s no use making ourselves insane at this point. I’m going to go call the security company to go over things one last time. While I do that, I think you should take a bath and then a nap. It’s going to be a long day.”

“Okay, yeah,” Wren says with a nod. “I need a very cold bath.”

Going to the freezer, I watch as she empties the ice bucket into a large container.

“Have a nice bath, please don’t freeze to death,” I say, at a loss for words.

Wren gives me a wide, distracted smile as she hurries out of the room.

“Fuck,” I sigh.

“She’s been going into heat for the last week,” Aisling says guiltily. “I want to tell her to stay home, but we’ve both been working so hard lately. It’s just not fair.”

“I know, her anxiety is really high,” I mutter. “Flynn is going into heat too.”

“Dammit,” Aisling grunts.

“Where’s the fire?” Shaw asks, coming into the kitchen. “Why does Wren have ice?”

“Ice bath,” Aisling says as if it’s the most normal thing in the world.

Hiding a smile, I know it’s because if she makes a big deal about this, Shaw will pull the plug on tonight. At the same time, we need to make arrangements if they both do go into full heat tonight. It’s just a simmer for now.

“We need triage,” I announce. “Our omegas are going into heat, but they’re both excited about tonight. They’re not going to want to stay home, so we need Flynn to wear boxers to the event.”

Aisling snickers at my comment as Shaw rolls his eyes.

“They’re double lined to help with slick, and dull scent. He also fucking hates them,” I admit. “Wren smells extra sweet, so I’m thinking scent blockers may help.”

“I’ll go buy some. I threw them all out, and then never ordered more,” Shaw says sheepishly. He was serious about Wren not wearing scent blockers anymore. “People are going to be running on adrenaline from the fights. I don’t want anyone to lose control and scare Wren.”

Our omegas have been so excited, they haven’t thought about the hoards of people that’ll be there tonight. Although, Aisling does have a security team, so I guess they have that under control.

“Leave as soon as you need to,” Aisling insists. “I’m getting ready here, but will be spending the night at home. We’ve gone over things ad nauseam. Now, we just have to get through it.”

“It’s four in the afternoon. The event is in a few hours. What are our plans for dinner tonight? There will be servers passing food around, but you may be too busy running around to eat,” I say.

Aisling looks between us before bursting into tears.

“What did I say?” I gasp. “Shaw, help. I don’t know what to do when people cry.”

Chuckling, Shaw tugs her into his arms for a very platonic hug.

“You can’t hug me,” she yells.

“Wren absolutely doesn’t care,” Shaw says. “Flynn and your best friend tease us about our new sister all of the time. Now shut up and explain what’s happening.”

“I can’t shut up and tell you, goofball,” Aisling mutters, elbowing him.

“Better. Now spill,” he chuckles.

“You’re such good alphas,” she whispers. “I know you fucked up in the beginning. Wren told me, but fuck. You guys are so sweet for psychotic mafia killers.”

“Why thank you, Aisling,” I grunt, rolling my eyes. “Do you need a tissue? Or some chocolate?”

“Ugh, I can’t stand it,” she mutters, swiping at her cheeks. “I’ll be fine. I think I heard Wren muttering about French fries and wings.”

“Fuck, that sounds good,” I groan.

“I’ll pick some up in town,” Shaw says, letting go of Aisling. “Do you need anything else?”

“No,” she says slowly as if wondering if she’s forgetting something.

“You have time to decide if you do,” I tell her. “Just text him.”

“Okay,” Aisling says, taking a deep breath. “Everything is fine. I’m going to be in our office to make calls. The walk will help clear my head.”

“Everest is outside if you need anything,” I remind her. “He’s going for a run.”

Picking up her water bottle, I fill it up and hand it to her. Staring at me, she shakes her head and thanks me.

“So odd,” she mutters as she walks out.

Snickering, Shaw shakes his head.

“It’s going to be crazy tonight. I can already tell,” he says. “I’ll pick up a bunch of food while I’m out.”

“Thanks,” I say. “I’m going to make sure our omega doesn’t freeze off anything important.”

Shaw and I laugh at the thought before I run upstairs. Having two omegas isn’t usually this crazy, but I have to admit I can’t wait for Wren’s heat.

I’m definitely biting her the moment she begs for it.

“I’m so nervous,” I murmur under my breath as I work on my hair in a robe. I’m wearing scent dampening panties because I’ve been slicking like crazy. Shaw bought me the heaviest duty pairs he could find apparently when he went out.

I heard Flynn complain earlier about having to wear boxers, so I know my alphas have noticed that we’re both approaching our heat. I’m not dumb, I see the writing on the wall, but my cramps haven’t gotten bad.

The hot flashes, on the other hand, are just rude.

“How are you feeling otherwise?” Aisling asks as she pulls her blonde hair into a pretty curly messy bun. It’ll look really nice with her burgundy dress with the high leg split.

“A little crampy,” I admit. I won’t lie outright about what’s happening, even if I’m a little nervous about it. Everest told me during dinner that they would be keeping a close eye on me tonight and not to be a hero.

I just want to experience our first big event to get The Omega’s Haven off the ground. Jasper got the club we’re holding the event to donate the space, the fighters are giving their time, and the vendors insisted on donating appetizers and drinks. Everyone believes in our organization and what we’re trying to do.

It’s incredibly humbling.

“I don’t think I’ll last the entire night, but I want to at least see the opening,” I say.

“Okay,” Aisling replies. “We’ll make sure our speech happens as soon as possible, just in case. Then, everything is smooth sailing. The fights will happen, bets will be placed, and all of that money will be donated to The Omega’s Haven.”

My scalp is feeling sore because my skin feels overstimulated. While the cold bath helped, I’m back to feeling on edge. Frowning, I decide to loosely twist back the front of my hair before securing it with well-hidden pins, so it won’t be in my face. This way it looks elegant, and it doesn’t drive me crazy.

“Hollis is going to be there tonight, isn’t she?” I ask. The omega is in her early thirties, and we’ve had a few video calls with her as we work out how to add safe dating for the omegas who want to find a pack.

Sometimes, life keeps us on our toes so much that dating feels overwhelming, especially for omegas. It’s not often as easy as catching a drink with an omega and letting it just play out.

“She is. Hollis insisted on buying herself a ticket as well,” Aisling says as she fixes her dress. “Alright, your makeup is perfect and so is your hair. Get your dress on, and let’s roll.”

Glaring critically at my makeup and hair, I have to admit that it looks good. Sliding off the robe, I lift the dress off the hanger and step into it. I’m grateful the bruises have faded, and my skin is back to normal. Smoothing the dress around me, I admire it. The bottom is chiffon, and hits my ankles. I didn’t want a super long dress for tonight, and when I saw how the chiffon fell like water, I was in love.

Tugging the dress up, I’m thankful for the built-in corset, so I don’t have to wear a bra. The less clothing, the better right now.

“Can you help, please?” I ask, pretending to pout.

Grinning, she comes over and starts to pull my corset closed.

“Damn, girl. We look pretty damn hot,” Aisling says as she finishes up. “I’m sure the guys have been ready forever, and are dying to see you. They’re a little worried.”

“I know,” I mutter, blowing out a breath as I step into my heels. They’re black to match the dress and pointed with a bow on each.

Touching my neck, I turn to pick up the necklace and bracelet Shaw surprised me with. I swear, my alphas spoil me. The hematite and micro pave crystal on the earrings are perfect with the dress, and the single diamond at my neck is understated and elegant. Making sure they’re on correctly, I turn to face Aisling.

“The second I feel like I’m hitting my wall or Flynn does, we’ll leave,” I promise. “I just don’t want to miss this.”

“I know. That’s the only reason I’m on board. Let’s get our party started. Minneapolis isn’t exactly around the corner,” she says, winking at me.

Walking to the door, I throw it open, stumbling to a stop as I see my pack leaning against the wall waiting for me. They all look mouth wateringly delicious. Biting my lip, I thank God for these panties as I feel myself perfume. Fuck me.

Even Flynn gives me an adorable smirk as he stands against the wall, his hands shoved in his pockets.

“Hey, Little One,” he says. “Ready for your big night?”

“Yeah,” I whisper.

“Close your mouth, or you’ll find flies,” Aisling teases me.

Everest chuckles, reaching out to snag my hand to pull me into motion as we leave the house. I feel slightly out of it, but I’m firmly blaming how excited I am. Adrenaline thrums through my veins as we drive to the event. Aisling’s father is going to be here as well, and he said he’d drive her home.

I feel bad because we were going to have another slumber party, but at this rate, in a few hours all I’ll be interested in is knots and cum.

“What are you thinking about, naughty girl?” Flynn asks, gently nipping my shoulder with his teeth.

Shivering, I smile at him. “Knots and cum,” I whisper. Aisling is chatting with Ambrose and Shaw about something, but Everest snorts as he squeezes my knee through my dress.

“Baby girl, me too,” Flynn hisses conspiringly, rubbing my hand over his rock hard cock.

God, my omega is feeling feisty tonight. Fantastic. Swallowing back a whine, I snuggle into Flynn’s arms.

“I’m going to be really bad tonight, Little One,” he growls in my ear. “I may need Everest to spank me.”

“Flynn,” I whimper.

“I’m always down to spank you, baby,” Everest growls. “I can’t fuck you right now, but know that I’m going to get you back for making me hard.”

Flynn and I giggle, and Shaw glances at us in the rearview mirror as he pulls into the parking lot, careful of the heavy traffic surrounding us. Minneapolis is hopping tonight. I think I prefer our quiet, rural space.

“Naughty little omegas,” he murmurs.

“Do you need to be alone?” Aisling asks, looking as if she’s about to throw herself from the car.

“Not yet,” Ambrose says, amused from the front seat. “You can’t break an ankle from ducking and jumping out, Aisling. Your father would kill us.”

“Ugh, fair,” Aisling groans while I giggle.

Shaw slowly pulls up to the valet, and we all climb out of the SUV as he gives him the keys. Ambrose pulls me to him, stealing me away from Flynn and ignoring his pout.

“Come here, brat,” Everest rumbles as we walk into the club, pulling Flynn toward him. The bouncer at the door smiles at us and takes our names before telling us to have a wonderful night.

The club is beautiful, and has black walls with navy-blue crown moldings. There are gold chandeliers with low lighting as we walk in, and there is lots of seating around a boxing ring. The guys follow behind us as we look around in awe.

“Damn, our event is sexy,” Aisling mutters, making me nod.

A beautiful woman with blue hair and even deeper blue eyes walks up to us, and I recognize her as Cerenity, the owner of Club Serene. She’s wearing a gorgeous black velvet pantsuit, with her blue butterfly tattoos crawling up her arm as if they’re part of her.

“Hello, ladies,” Cerenity says with a grin. “This is quite the shindig you’ve set up.”

“It’s all so beautiful,” I gush. “Thank you for letting us have it here.”

Cerenity shrugs, and I swear it looks as if her butterfly tattoos move with her. “Omegas have to stick together, and I respect what you’re doing here. Things haven’t been safe for us.”

Aisling nods as we walk together, taking in the beautiful recessed lighting as we walk.

“Servers have been moving through the crowd as people have arrived,” Cerenity states, and I can see people laughing and chatting. There’s an air of excitement in the room too. “I expect no one will be thinking about eating once the punches start to fly in the ring, so they’re being efficient with their time now.”

“This is perfect,” Aisling says with a nod. “We want to say a few words before the fights start in the next hour or so, and we also need to mingle.”

“I’ll call you up into the ring about fifteen minutes before they plan to start,” Cerenity says easily. “Relax, enjoy yourselves. The hard part is over. Everyone is almost here. We’ve been checking tickets as they come in. My door men had your names, so that’s why it wasn’t a thing. We’ll make sure people open up their wallets, ladies.”

Taking a deep breath, we thank her, and walk through the crowd together with linked arms. Ambrose and Shaw I notice stay nearby without hovering, which I appreciate. Everest takes another corner of the club with Flynn, eyes looking around as if he’s checking for danger.

After what happened at the last party we were at, I don’t blame them. I also know they’re armed, which I oddly don’t have a problem with. I’m fairly confident no one wants to hurt me here, but there are a lot of mafia families here along with legitimate donors.

Jasper walks over to us as we move on from talking to the Mayor and his wife, eyes moving over both of us.

“Congratulations, ladies,” he says with a grin. “You’re the talk of the room at the moment, and people want to know if they can also cut a check to The Omega’s Haven. My boss is actually around here somewhere. He handed me a wad of bills and asked to meet you. Every time you tell people what your plans are, it just boosts the excitement. You’re the stars here tonight, my fighters are just window dressing.”

“That’s the nicest thing I think you’ve ever said to me,” I tell him, eyes wide. Maybe I’m being a little dramatic, but that’s a lot of words from my grumpy brother.

“I apparently need to do something about that,” he grumbles. Ah, and he’s back.

“Personally, I’m kind of excited to watch large alphas beat the shit out of each other,” Aisling confesses, shifting the serious mood.

Giggling, I shake my head as she fans herself.

“I have two betas fighting tonight as well,” Jasper says with a nod. “You two are stealing the show, but I’m sure they’ll try to win some of their own back. The bets are being placed now, and I have people taking money so it ends up in your hands. Everything is covered.”

“Excuse me,” Cerenity’s sultry voice says from the boxing ring. She’s using the microphone, and everyone turns to face her.

My brother’s jaw drops as he stares at her.

“She’s the club owner,” I whisper helpfully. I’m enjoying watching my brother waffling.

“I haven’t met her yet,” he grunts. “I worked with her business partner whenever I called and he met me at the back door to set up.”

“Before we get the fights started, Aisling and Wren would like to say a few words,” Cerenity says with a smile. “Let’s give them the floor.”

A cramp hits as I take a step, making me reach out and grab my brother’s arm as I close my eyes to breathe through it.

Are you fucking kidding me right now?!

“Wren?” Jasper asks, panic in his voice.

“I’m fine,” I whisper. “Fuck, that hurts. I just have to make it up there and then I’m gone.”

“Looks like we’re running out of time, buttercup,” Aisling says teasingly, though I can hear the note of worry in her voice.

“Guess so,” I mutter as the cramp slowly releases its grip. Letting go of my brother’s arm, I glance at him as I straighten.

“I’ll let the guys know to pull their car around,” he growls as his head turns to catch one of their gazes.

“Thanks,” I say, conserving my energy as I straighten to walk across the room with Aisling.

Stepping up the stairs, we climb into the ring gingerly. I can feel myself starting to sweat under the lights, making me wince slightly at how bright they are. I have a feeling I’m not going to be a fan of anything other than my pretty recessed lighting in my nest very soon.

Cerenity frowns slightly as she sees me smooth out my dress, my hand remaining along my stomach for a moment before dropping it to my side. Making sure she turns away from the crowd, she turns off the mic as she walks toward us.

“Problem, ladies?” she asks.

“Just going into heat. Oops?” I say with a small shrug. “I didn’t want to miss this, but I’m going to have to leave sooner than expected.”

“I’ll make sure there’s lots of photos and an update on the total amount collected. You’re good, girl,” Cerenity reassures me.

“It’s true,” Aisling says. “All the work is done, and everyone will understand if you have to leave early. It’s not something you can control.”

“You’re right. Alright, let’s do this before I have another cramp. The last one nearly took me out.”

“Do your alphas know?” Cerenity asks, handing the mic to Aisling.

“My brother let them know something was up,” I explain.

“The blond one with the tattoos is your brother?” she asks in surprise. My lips quirk up, and I decide some matchmaking may be fun between them.

Cerenity would definitely keep my brother on his toes.

“He is,” I admit.

An emotion I can’t decipher passes over her face before she nods. “Go get ‘em, ladies.”

Aisling checks that the microphone is on as we make our way to the center of the ring.

“Good evening,” she says. “We’re completely overwhelmed and grateful for the outpouring of support you all have shown for The Omega’s Haven so far tonight. There are so many holes in our society for omegas, and it’s time that we begin to close them.”

As if we rehearsed this, she hands me the mic, and I nod as I take it.

“Even those who don’t have horror stories of their own have heard one,” I continue. “We would like to bridge the gap so that people have better options when they need it. Education, a safe place to have a heat if they don’t have a pack, even a dating service with vetted alphas.”

My eyes find Hollis in the audience, and my lips curve as I nod at her. She raises her wine glass to us, taking a sip.

“With your help, we’ll be able to take steps to make all of that a reality,” I say, gritting my teeth as another cramp makes itself known.

Handing the microphone back to Aisling, she closes us out quickly.

“The fights will be starting soon, please make sure you put in your bets, and enjoy your night,” she says, smiling broadly at everyone.

Handing the mic to Cerenity who covers for us as I walk slowly to the stairs, I take a sigh of relief when I see Shaw waiting for me.

“Hey, Sweetness. I hear you need a getaway car and maybe a knot,” he says with a smirk that covers his worry.

Placing his hands on my waist firmly, he lifts me off the raised platform onto the ground.

“Take care of my girl,” Aisling says, giving me a quick hug. “Which way are you getting her out?”

“Back door,” he grunts, his hand already gently pushing me into motion.

“Bye, love you!” I call out softly as we walk.

“Pshh. I love you. Call me when you join the land of the living again,” Aisling says with a wink. Her father meets her as she walks around the boxing ring, making me feel better.

“I want to see a fight one day when I don’t feel like my insides are being ripped apart,” I say with a pout.

“Your brother had a feeling you may say that,” Shaw says, amused as we walk through a hallway. “He said he’d arrange for you to come to one of the fights Tommy, his boss, does.”

Grinning, I say, “Jas said he wanted to… meet me.”

The cramps are really doubling down. Fuck.

Shaw scoops me into his arms, walking quickly to the back door where our SUV is waiting for us.

“It hurts,” I gasp. “Ow.”

“Flynn is just as bad,” Shaw murmurs as Everest opens the back door to the vehicle. “The guys will take care of both of you until we get home.”

Helping me into the backseat, Everest lifts me as he slides underneath me, so I’m straddling him as he shuts the door.

Flynn is on his knees, groaning as he sucks Ambrose’s cock. The sight of my pack helps me relax as I sigh, snuggling into Everest’s body.

“Hey, Lemon Drop,” he murmurs. “You feel awfully warm.”

His hands are on my arms as he rubs them, and my vision whites out as pain makes my body bow.

“Alpha,” I gasp. “Ow. Please. Knot, knot now.”

“Everest,” Shaw snaps as he puts the vehicle into drive and begins the journey home.

“I got it,” he grunts. “You’re in charge, Lemon drop. Anything you want, is yours. Raise up for a second. Let’s get your panties off so I can give you my cock.”

“And knot,” I whine, doing as he asks. His palms ghost up my thighs until his fingers find the waistband of my panties. Pulling them down, he groans as the scent of my wet, dripping pussy meets his nose.

“Fuck, baby girl. You smell incredible,” he says. Releasing his cock from his pants, he rubs me over it. My dress is settled around me so it’s not in the way, and I’m reminded of why I wanted to wear it.

Easy access.

Slowly, I’m able to blink as he comes into focus. “All yours, baby. Come ride my cock, and I’ll give you my knot.”

Reaching between us, I line his dick with my entrance, hissing as I descend onto it.

“I want your cum too,” I grunt as I begin to ride him. The sounds of Flynn gagging on Ambrose’s cock make me hotter as my eyes roll in pleasure.

I’m greedy and need to fuck them all, with Flynn and I the focus.

“Your fat cock feels so good, alpha,” I moan. “I ache. Fix it.”

My fingers curl as another white hot wave of pain rolls over me, making me scream.

“I got you, baby. This isn’t going to be sweet and soft, Lemon Drop,” Everest says. “I need a color.”

“Green,” I growl. “I need you now. I don’t give a fuck about soft. Fuck me with your thick, hard… argh!”

Everest’s fingers dig into my thighs underneath my dress as he thrusts up to fill me. “Take every fucking inch, Wren. God, you’re so fucking wet. That’s it, baby. You’re doing so good,” he groans.

I can hear as Shaw mutters to himself as he drives, and I’m pretty sure he’s breaking every traffic law possible to get us home faster.

“Flynn. Fuck, that’s it. Gonna knot your throat, baby,” Ambrose grunts, making me whine.

“Shhh, you can watch them while I fuck you. Your own private show, aren’t you lucky?” Everest hisses.

Watching Flynn and Ambrose together makes my pussy clench around Everest, and the scent of sex and slick is heady in the SUV. Amb’s knot is being sucked on by Flynn, and I keen as I watch my omega’s lips stretch over it.

“They’re so damn sexy together, aren’t they?” Everest rumbles, one of his hands moving to my waist. The other comes out from under my dress to quickly pull open my corset.

The top of my dress falls to my waist, making my alpha growl in pleasure as he sees my breasts. Leaning forward, he sucks on my tits as he resumes fucking me. My body rocks over him as I gasp and moan, and as Amb finally works his knot into my omega’s mouth, the sight of it makes me cum hard.

“Fuck yes. I can feel you gushing all over my knot. Take it, baby. It’s all yours,” Everest grunts as he pulls me over his knot. My nails dig into his shoulders as I ride the edge of pain and pleasure

It feels so good, but I whine as the cramps continue.

“Alpha,” I gasp. “More. I need more!”

“Fuck,” he rumbles. “You’re doing so good, Wren. Let me give you my knot. Yes, I can feel your pussy swelling around it. That’s it.”

His encouraging words make tears prick at my eyes. He’s so damn sweet, but all my thoughts are about how much I need the rest of his knot inside of me. Everest grunts as he thrusts and pulls me harder over him, and my pussy stretches even more.

“Yes, please,” I beg. Shuddering, I keen as my body pulls the rest of his knot inside of me, locking us in as I come again.

Everest roars as he continues to thrust into me as he explodes, even though there’s not far either of us can go. My vision whites out as I come again and again, until I sag against him.

“Almost home,” Shaw mutters as he hits the button for the gate. “Whose nest are we going to?”

“Wren,” Flynn says, though the word is muffled by the knot in his mouth. It’s a very garbled version of it, but we all understand it.

My heat is still riding me, making me rock my hips over Everest’s cock.

“That’s it, baby. I’m yours. Use me,” my alpha rumbles. I use his cock and knot to help take the edge off as I grind on it, ramping myself up to come again.

“You look gorgeous, Sweetness,” Shaw says as he glances in the rear view mirror. “I wish I could watch Flynn take Amb’s knot. He’s turning red, so you better be ready to swallow, Little Omega.”

I watch Flynn swallow convulsively as if alpha barked to, though there was no power in his words. Ambrose’s eyes roll into the back of his head as he wordlessly screams, coming down Flynn’s throat.

By the time we make it up the long driveway, our alpha’s knots are softening enough for us to be able to release them. Shaw parks the car, and Flynn scrambles up when Ambrose opens the door. Everest picks me up since I’m still impaled on his cock to let us out, so I wrap my legs around his waist.

I’ll take a ride over walking any day.

Except… I didn’t expect that Everest could fuck and walk.

Holy fuck, this heat is going to be so different than my first one, and I thank the stars above me as they twinkle before we disappear into the house.

Sometimes, we can rewrite the past with a better story.