Page 23 of Wicked Ties


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“Anything for you,” I reply, my voice soft and sincere. I climb into the driver’s seat and start the engine, ready to embark on our adventure. Little does Spencer know, she’s already captured my heart.

Two hours later, as we enter the park, my heart races with anticipation. Disneyland’s vibrant atmosphere washes over us: the enticing aroma of churros and popcorn, the laughter of children, and the melodies of familiar tunes playing in the distance. I watch Spencer take it all in, her green eyes wide with wonder.

“Ready to start with the day?” I ask her, my voice filled with excitement.

She nods, a gesture that is becoming familiar to me. A playful smile dancing on her lips.

“Let’s start with Space Mountain,” I suggest, leading her toward the iconic ride. With our VIP access, we bypass the long lines and are quickly ushered onto the coaster. As we strap ourselves in, Spencer’s nervous excitement is palpable. Her hands grip the safety bar tightly, knuckles turning white.

“Relax,” I reassure her, placing a hand on hers gently. “I promise you’ll love it.”

She moves her head again, taking a deep breath as the coaster begins its ascent. The thrill of the ride takes hold, and soon enough, we’re both laughing and screaming, completely lost in the moment. As we disembark, Spencer’s cheeks are flushed, her dimple making a charming appearance as she grins from ear to ear.

Her head tilts slightly to the left as she tries to catch her breath. It’s a subtle gesture, but one I find endearing, nonetheless.

“See? Told you so,” I tease, winking at her. “Now, let’s conquer the rest of the park!”

As we continue our day, moving from one ride to another without a hint of delay, I’m increasingly captivated by Spencer’s unique qualities. The way she intensely observes the world around her, despite her hearing loss, speaks volumes about her resilience and determination. And the way her laughter bubbles up, unrestrained and genuine, makes my heart swell with a warmth I’ve never experienced before.

She hands me a note as we stroll through the park, and I read it out loud. “I just wanted to say thank you again for today. It’s been so much fun.”

“Spencer,” I reply, looking into her eyes, “you don’t need to thank me. Seeing you this happy… it’s more than worth it. Now, let’s make some more memories!”

Together, we continue our journey through the park, hand in hand, sharing laughter and creating unforgettable moments that will be etched in our minds.

The sun casts a warm glow over Disneyland, and I’m entranced by the way Spencer’s green eyes seem to sparkle with every ounce of happiness she exudes. As we walk side by side through the park, leaving another thrilling ride behind us, I notice the way her laughter seems to dance through the air, touching the hearts of everyone around her. I’m pulled to visit the Royal Hall and take pictures of her grinning beside Snow White, Cinderella, and Belle. Then we use our passes again to cut the line and see the most famous mouse in the world. And more pictures, of course. My eyes are rolling, but somehow, this makes me as happy as Spencer is.

“Spencer,” I say, unable to contain my admiration any longer, “you have this incredible ability to light up any place you go. I’ve never seen anything quite like it.”

In response, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue. I chuckle, feeling a warmth in my chest that I’ve never experienced before. It’s as though her genuine personality is casting a spell on me, making me forget my past transgressions and focus solely on the present.

“Are you hungry?” I ask her, and her stomach rumbles softly. “I’m starving,” I admit, suddenly realizing how famished I am. “Let’s find the best restaurant around here and treat ourselves.”

She agrees, her dimple peeking out as she smiles.

We make our way to one of Disneyland’s exquisite restaurants, taking in the tantalizing aroma wafting from the establishment. As we’re seated at a cozy table near the window, our eyes scan the menu, eager to indulge in the delicious flavors awaiting us.

“Everything looks so good,” Spencer leaves the remark in her notebook, her eyes widening with delight.

“What are you going to get?” she asks.

“Definitely the filet mignon,” I reply without hesitation. “I can’t resist a perfectly cooked steak.”

“That does sound tempting… and expensive.” She writes, her finger tracing the menu’s offerings.

“Don’t worry about this,” I say softly, taking her hand in mine. Hers looks so small compared to mine. “My treat, remember?”

Doubt still lingering in her eyes for a few minutes, at the end, she writes on the notebook again.

“But I think I’ll go for the seafood pasta. I can never say no to shrimp and scallops.”

“An excellent choice,” I praise, my taste buds already watering in anticipation.

As we savor our mouthwatering meals, we find ourselves lost in conversation, sharing stories and experiences that draw us even closer together. With every word she speaks in her unique way, I’m reminded of the incredible woman sitting before me—someone who defies expectations and embraces life with open arms.

“Spencer,” I say once our plates have been cleared away, “I’ve had such an amazing day with you. And it’s not just because of Disneyland. It’s because of you—your presence, your laughter, everything about you.”

She thanks me with a nod, her eyes shining with sincerity. “I’ve had an unforgettable day too. I can’t remember the last time I felt this happy.”

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