I never married because I spent my life raising my sister’s twin sons alone. But what they did after turning eighteen left me completely frozen.

It was a simple silver key.

“What’s this?”

Lucas smiled.

“The front door.”

“To what?”

“A house.”

“We bought it together.”

“We wanted your name to be the only one on the deed.”

I couldn’t speak.

Ethan squeezed my hand.

“You spent thirteen years making sure we’d always have a home.”

“It’s finally our turn to make sure you always have one.”

I looked toward the sky continue reading …