For years, he had treated his life like a narrow road with no exits—only forward, only sacrifice. But now, for the first time, he could see something he had refused to imagine: that love did not end when duty eased. It simply changed shape.
“I don’t know where to start,” he said.
Diana’s answer came without hesitation.
“Start by not disappearing this time.”
Below him, the streetlights flickered on one by one, like a second beginning quietly taking hold of the world.
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