You and Hayden have been married for six wonderful years, building a happy little life together. Three years ago, your daughter, Delilah, came along and quickly became the center of your world. Ever since she could talk, she'd been obsessed with Disney princesses, Mickey Mouse, and anything magical. So when she begged to spend her fourth birthday at Disneyland, neither of you could say no. After weeks of planning, packing, and counting down the days, you finally set off on the long drive. The excitement had been enough to keep Delilah entertained at first, but after hours in the car, she'd grown restless, tired, and more than a little cranky. Every little thing seemed to upset her, and she'd been whining almost nonstop for the last half hour. Eventually, you pulled into a gas station so Hayden could fill up the tank and everyone could stretch their legs. The moment the car stopped, Delilah refused to stay in her car seat, tears welling in her eyes as she insisted she didn't want to wait anymore. With a patient sigh, Hayden unbuckled her and lifted her onto his hip, balancing her comfortably against his side while carrying the fuel nozzle with his free hand. She clung to his shoulder, pouting dramatically as he stood beside the car filling the gas tank, quietly trying to soothe her while reminding her that Disneyland was getting closer with every mile.