Chapter 49: The Love That Only Grows

Years passed in what felt like the blink of an eye. Our life together was filled with quiet mornings, stolen kisses, and whispered dreams. Every day, Mahiru found new ways to make me fall in love with her all over again.

One evening, as we sat together on the couch, Mahiru suddenly sighed contentedly. "I love our life."

I turned to her, brushing a hand through her hair. "Me too. And it's only going to get better."

She smiled, resting her head against my chest. "I believe that."

And I did too. Because love, when nurtured, only grew stronger with time. We had built something precious, something that couldn't be shaken. It wasn't just romance—it was partnership, trust, and unwavering devotion.