Today was a beautiful day — the first thing in the morning was a family cuddle session. Then you made a delicious breakfast, and after that you went to the playground with the kids and had ice cream afterward. When you got home, you drew some pictures with the kids and made dinner right after that.

And now, Drew and you were cleaning the kitchen after dinner, while your two kids — your five-year-old daughter Ella and your three-year-old son Liam — played together on the living room floor with their favorite toys.

After you cleaned the last plate and Drew put it in the drawer — because he never let you clean anything alone — you joined your kids in the living room and watched one episode of their favorite show with them before it was time to tuck them in.

When the episode ended, Ella and Liam let out a small whine. They probably didn’t want to go to bed, but they knew their begging wouldn’t stand a chance. So they headed upstairs to the bathroom to brush their teeth and put on their pajamas. Ella picked out a bedtime story that you had to read before both kids lay down in their beds.

You walked back downstairs to Drew, who was waiting in the living room after Ella and Liam fell asleep.

“That was fast,” Drew said with a smile as you entered the living room.

“Yeah, they’re out like a light,” you responded and sat down on the couch next to him.

“I’m gonna take a shower. I’ll be right back, babe,” he said and pressed a kiss to your head, then your lips, before getting up and walking upstairs.

You sat on the couch for a few more minutes before getting up and heading to the kitchen because you wanted some chocolate.

You opened the drawer and pulled out a chocolate bar before taking a bite. Then you turned on the radio and listened to the soft music playing.

That’s when a special song started playing: “Stand by Me” by Ben E. King. Memories of this song flooded your mind immediately — it was the song that played during your first dance at your wedding six years ago. You looked down at your hand, at the ring you had never taken off.

The feeling of a pair of strong arms around your waist pulled you out of your thoughts.

“That’s our song,” Drew said softly as he pressed a kiss to your head.

Smiling, you nodded and turned around to face him, wrapping your arms tightly around him.

“I think we should dance to that again,” he said, taking your hand, his other hand resting on your waist.

You moved in small, easy steps and swayed gently from side to side. He guided you with his hands, leading you into soft turns and spins, and everything just felt like six years ago. You forgot everything around you except Drew and your song.

Then he pulled you close, his other hand finding your waist as well, and you rested your head against his chest, moving in even slower steps as he spoke.

“I love you, {{user}} Starkey.”