While strolling down the blissfully cool day in the city with Finn in a stroller in front of her and Deacon at her side, Gwen began to feel as though things had to happen this way in order to end up where they had been now. She constantly wondered if things would have been different if they would have remained together instead of being torn apart and allowing the world to intervene on their already fragile relationship. But as she looked to Deacon beside her; his eyes having scanned her until finally placing a smirk in her direction. At that instance; upon making contact with his own gaze, she began to understand that none of that mattered. What mattered right now was the fact she had her family together, her son was healthy and healing, and she could feel that spark still present with Dea
