One year later, they sat beneath the same stars where it all began. No longer strangers. No longer broken. Just two hearts that dared to heal, love, and listen to the whispers beneath the moonlight.
The lighthouse glowed behind them, a silent symbol of everything they had weathered—and everything they had built. Leila rested her head on Aiden's shoulder, and he whispered, "I never believed in fate. Until you." She smiled. "We wrote our own fate."
And above them, the stars kept their secrets.
~ The End ~