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She looked beautiful. That much hadn’t changed.

But it was the only thing that hadn’t changed.

“How’s Toby doing?” she asked as she popped the top on a can of Rowdy’s favorite soda.

“Sleeping again. He’s really cute. Still sucking his fist, even when he’s napping.”

Angelica handed Rowdy the soda and took Toby into her arms, landing a soft kiss on her baby’s cheek before gently placing him in his car seat so she and Rowdy would have their hands free to eat.

“Still your favorite?” she asked, gesturing toward his soda can.

He lifted the can in salute. “I’m surprised you remembered.”

Another flash of pain crossed her gaze.

“I remember a lot, if truth be told.”

So did he.

And he really, really wished he didn’t. Because with every unexpected glimpse into their past, every unanticipated memory, it became harder and harder to catch a breath.

He hadn’t been ready to see her again.

And he wasn’t sure he ever would be.