Five Years Later…
The house was filled with laughter. Their daughter, now four years old, ran around the living room, her tiny feet pattering against the floor.
"Daddy, catch me!" she squealed.
He grinned, chasing her playfully. "You're too fast for me, princess!"
From the kitchen, she watched them, her heart swelling. This was everything she had ever wanted.
A family. A love that didn't just happen—but was chosen,fought for, and cherished.
That night, after their daughter fell asleep, they stood on the balcony, looking at the stars.
He wrapped his arms around her, whispering,"Do you regret marrying me?"
She smiled, leaning into him. "Not for a second."
He kissed her forehead."Me neither."
And as they stood there, under the night sky, she realized—
Their love had survived against all odds.
Because love wasn't just about fate.
It wa about choosing each other—every single day.
And they always would.