—Nathaniel—

The moment she slept last night, I threw on pajamas. Grabbed my phone from the nightstand and slipped into the hallway.

My heart pounded as I dialed home.

It rang twice, then Eloise answered.

“Nate?”

It was a video call.

Mom. Dad. My great-grandmothers and my two brothers stood behind Eloise.

“How's everything?” Eloise asked.

I took a relieved breath.

“We've made up.”

They erupted into cheers and hugged each other.

“Congratulations, Nate,” my mother whispered.

I ...