Chapter 57: Beneath the Open Sky

The evening air carried the scent of marigolds and distant rain, brushing against our skin like a whisper from time itself. We stood on the balcony of our new home, looking out at the horizon that stretched far and free. You rested your head on my shoulder, your hand gently laced with mine. Beneath the canvas of stars, silence spoke everything we didn't need to say.

I turned to you, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, and for a moment, I wasn't just looking at the person I loved I was looking at the story we had written together. You smiled at me, soft and knowing, and leaned in, your lips brushing against mine in a kiss that was slow, familiar, and endlessly new.

We danced under the moonlight that night barefoot, no music but the sound of our laughter and the rhythm of our hearts. The world faded into shadows and stars, and it was just us, wrapped in a love that felt infinite.