Chapter 1639

At the edge of their valley, they paused. The familiar hum of the heartstone vibrated gently through the trees. The canopy above them had changed - flowers in full bloom, vines hanging low and ripe, colors more vivid than before. The valley, like them, had evolved.

Sophie was the first to speak. "We should mark it. The passage. The beginning."

"Something that shows we remember," said Stella, running her fingers through Grace's golden hair.

"A ritual?" Scarlet asked, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips.

Natalie nodded. "A celebration."

Zoey tilted her head toward Jude. "What do you think?"

He stepped forward and bent down, pressing his palm into the moss where the path ended. "We don't mark it with words," he said. "We mark it with each other."

He looked up. "Tonight, we join again. Not because we must. But because we can. Because the island is ready to carry us forward. And we're ready to carry each other."