Good Ending

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Lilly knelt by the fence, tears pricking her eyes. Milo pressed close, separated by metal but still connected. “You made it,” she whispered, voice shaking with pride.
In that moment, relief washed over her. He was safe. She was safe. Their bond had survived the storm, unbroken, unshaken. Deep down, she had made it too.
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