Chapter 1720

He saw each one as a thread woven into his skin, into his chest, into his blood.

And then… he saw the island. Not just as it was. But as it could be.

A living tapestry of their dreams.

Of their unity.

Of their surrender.

He fell to his knees.

And the light wrapped around him.

Soft. Sacred. Complete.

He heard their voices.

All of them.

Not with his ears, but inside.

Rose whispering her certainty.

Lucy calling his name.

Sophie's laugh like a bell.

Zoey's fire.

Grace's song.

Natalie's vision.

Emma's clarity.

Stella's quiet strength.

Scarlet's wildness.

Layla's cleverness.

Susan's yearning.

Each a note in a chord.

Each a flame.

Each a vow.

The island thrummed around him.

And then it pulsed.

Once.

Twice.

And the paths began to fade.

They had taken their steps.

They had seen what was needed.