35 (Series Finale)

Three and a half years had passed since the day Alexander had vanished from Serene's life, leaving behind a void that seemed impossible to fill. Life had moved on, though the ache of his absence still lingered within her heart. Serene had embraced the role of a single mother, dedicating herself to raising their son, whose eyes held a spark of his father's spirit.

The village remained a constant presence, the melodies of its everyday life echoing through the years. Serene had found solace in the routines, the laughter of children, the warmth of the community, and the hope that somehow, someday, Alexander would return to her.

Her son, a curious and energetic child, had grown to be a reflection of both his parents, a testament to the love they had shared. As she watched him play in the village square, her heart swelled with a mixture of pride and bittersweet longing.

"Mother! Look!" Her son's voice carried excitement as he held up a wildflower he had plucked from the meadow.

Serene smiled, her eyes filled with affection as she knelt down to his level. "It's beautiful, just like you."

As the sun set, casting a warm glow over the village, Serene's thoughts turned to the man who had been her love, her companion, and her partner in facing the trials of life. The echoes of their journey remained alive within her, a symphony of memories that shaped her present and fueled her hopes for the future.

In the quiet moments of the night, when the stars stretched above like diamonds against the velvet sky, Serene would find herself stargazing, a ritual that connected her to the love she had lost. She would whisper into the night, her words carrying her longing and her wishes.

"I don't know where you are, Alexander, but I hope you're safe. Our son is growing, and I wish you could see the amazing person he's becoming. I won't stop hoping, won't stop believing that somehow, someday, we'll be together again."

The echoes of her words seemed to mingle with the night breeze, carrying her wishes to the stars above, a silent promise that she held onto with unwavering determination.

As the years continued to pass, Serene and her son would carry on with their lives, a life that was shaped by the echoes of Alexander's memory, by the love they had shared, and by the hope that one day, the threads of fate would weave their destinies together once more. And in the quiet moments, when the village slept and the world seemed to hold its breath, Serene's whispered hopes would be carried on the wind, a symphony of echoes that transcended time, carrying her wishes to a future that held the promise of reuniting with the man she loved.

Alexander Is stuck in an Eternal Slumber, but in his dreams he hopes to see Serene again and love together for the rest of their days...