“That’s more than I deserve.”
Later, after Daniel left, Noah pulled me into his arms.
“I was afraid,” he admitted. “But I’m not anymore.”
I kissed his forehead.
“We survived without answers,” I said. “Now we get to choose what happens next.”
We had already built a life from nothing.
This truth didn’t break us.
It made us stronger.
And for the first time, our future didn’t feel haunted by the past—it felt open, honest, and finally, complete.
