Years later, at his daughter's high school graduation, Adrian caught himself thinking about the day that he had found out Erika was pregnant. He remembered sitting at the side of Erika's bed, watching her sleep; he remembered the doctor's reassurances that both Erika and their child were safe; he remembered his own surprise at finding out that Erika was pregnant. But most importantly, Adrian remembered the prayer he had said that day and wondered, as he watched his daughter walk down the aisle in-hand with one of her fellow classmates, who he had been talking to.

Taking his wife's hand in his own, Adrian squeezed it gently. Erika tore her eyes away from their daughter and glanced up at her husband.

"What is it?" she asked.

He leaned over and kissed Erika's cheek. "I love you," he whispered into her ear.

Whoever you are, thought Adrian, I owe you everything.