Chapter 1550

She crawled onto him, her body glowing with the intensity of someone who had only just tasted the divine. She rode him slowly, learning herself again in his arms. When she cried out, the petals erupted upward in a golden fountain.

And in that moment - Jude knew.

The island had taken root here.

Not just in this city.

But in them.

In all of them.

Forever.

He lay on the moss, bodies curled around him, the twelve radiant and purring with warmth, Elara nestled between Lucy and Rose. The crowd beyond them glowed, lovers everywhere, sighing in the afterglow.

Above them, the sky opened.

Not with rain.

Not with lightning.

But with stars - new ones - born right before their eyes.

And the petals kept falling.

Because the dream wasn't ending.

It was just beginning again.