09/16/2026
π She can sit anywhere she wants. I prefer her right here. After everything that had been said around that table, I decided there was no reason to leave anything open to interpretation. I turned my chair, pulled her onto my knee, and kept her there. Not because she needed reassurance and not because I needed to prove anything to her. I wanted the point understood. That seat is hers. Her place with me is hers. Anyone else can look, wonder, compare, or try their luck. None of that changes what belongs to her and her alone. π