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“No,” I say, desperate for her to see. “I do. I love him. He’s my soulmate.”

“Now, I know you’re not serious,” she answers. “You don’t believe in soulmates.”

“I do now.”

I take a deep breath as she stares at me skeptically.

“I understand now, Mom. The way you are with Brandon… I’ve never seen you so happy. You’re like a different person than you were with Dad. A happier one. I get it now. He’s your soulmate and Dad never was.”

Her eyes get watery as she listens.

“I wasn’t trying to get back at you,” I say. “I’m happy for you, Mom. Truly, I am. August is… I was trying to be good. Really, I was. But he’s…”

“He’s your soulmate,” she says with a knowing nod.

I take a breath of relief as tears flood down my cheeks.

“He really is. I’m sorry he’s your stepson, Mom, I really am. But we can’t choose who the universe picks for us.”

“I know,” she says. “And the universe can be a real pain in the ass sometimes.”

We both laugh while crying.

“I’m sorry for everything, Mom,” I tell her. “I feel like I’ve messed everything up. I just want you to be happy.”

She hugs me and I sink into her warm familiar smell like a hot bath.

“And I want you to be happy,” she whispers in my ear. “And if you’re happy with August, then Brandon and I will learn to accept it.”

“Learn to accept it?”

“We’ll accept it,” she says with a bit more force in her voice. “We’ll be happy for you. It might take some getting used to though.”

“Thanks, Mom,” I say as I hug her back. “I’m really happy you’re my mother.”

“Oh,” she says, looking touched as a fresh wave of tears hits her eyes. “That’s the best Christmas present you’ve ever given me. Come. Let’s go open some presents.”

She takes my hand and pulls me out of the room.

“Everything okay in here?” Mom asks when we walk in and see August and Brandon talking at the table.

“It will be,” Brandon says as he gets up and puts a hand on August’s shoulder.

I feel like crying, I’m so happy.

It might be awkward for a while, but it seems that Mom and Brandon are open to the idea.

“Merry Christmas,” Brandon says as he comes over for a hug. “For what it’s worth, I think you two would be great together,” he whispers in my ear.

“Thank you, Brandon,” I whisper back. “Thank you for making my mom so happy. I’m glad you two found each other.”

He looks touched as we pull away.

“Let’s open up some presents!” Mom says as she heads for the tree.

August stands up and walks over, looking deliciously sexy in his striped pajamas.

“Merry Christmas, Harmony,” he whispers as he gives me a soft kiss on the cheek.

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