Elena finds Jenna struggling with a flat bike tire. No words exchanged – just the clatter of tools. Elena kneels, silently helps. When the tire hisses back to life, Jenna mutters, “Dad never knows where the pump is.”
“Blending a family isn’t a moment. It’s a thousand small choices.”
Elena smiles faintly. “I do.”
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“I didn’t come to replace anyone. I came to add another chair to the table. But try explaining that to a girl who sees you as a living footnote in her parents’ story.”