You were never holding me back — you were holding me up. Please… let’s start again.”
He smiled faintly, fingers tightening around hers. In that fragile moment, words weren’t needed.
Forgiveness was already there. From that day forward, they began anew — slowly, gently, choosing gratitude over regret. Because love, they learned, doesn’t fade with age —
it only waits for us to understand it fully.
