Some stories don't end when you think they do. Some endings— Are just pauses. They thought it was over. After everything. After the running. After the lies. After the way the world tried to tear them apart— They found each other again. And for a moment— Just a moment— That felt like enough. The lake was still. The dock was quiet. And nothing was chasing the many more. But that was the problem. Because nothing in their world ever stayed quiet for long. Love like theirs was never simple. Never safe. And never— Left alone
