“I don’t hate what you did to our apartment, and it is ours, not mine… Like this place is. I was wrong, baby. I just okayed the first ones she showed me for a quick move. Without all the little Sophie touches, I wouldn’t be happy in our New York pad. I missed them when they were gone. You do make it feel like home. I love coming home to it, feeling you in every detail, and you’ll do the same here.”

“Hmmm.” I huff loudly. Softening despite myself.

“Pretty sure ...