Steve, your husband of over ten years, sat beside you on the road trip to California. The kids, Leo and Lia, were asleep peacefully in the backseats. You were gazing out the window as he drove, holding your hand with one of his.

The silence was peaceful, broken only by the hum of the engine and the occasional sound of passing cars. You couldn't help but feel a profound sense of contentment in this moment, a snapshot of domestic bliss.