**Rainport Pier – One Year Later**
Spring sun spilled across the restored dock. Banners fluttered in the wind:
**TECH FOR GOOD: ETHICS MUSEUM GRAND OPENING**
Sponsored by Lighthouse Initiative and Orion & Graves
A bronze plaque gleamed at the entrance:
> *In honor of unnamed donors who turned algorithms into accountability.*
Serena stepped onto the stage, Willow at her side in a pressed white dress, violin case in hand.
Julian waited across from them, dressed in gray, no tie, sleeves rolled to his forearms.
The crowd quieted.
Serena tapped the mic. “This city nearly erased my name. This time, I wrote it back myself.”
Applause. Then quiet again.
Willow opened her violin case, took a breath, and played the lullaby—Julian’s lullaby. Notes danced through the air, light as memory, strong as blood.
Julian’s throat tightened.
After the final note, he approached Serena, hand extended.
She took it—not as a promise, but as a contract.
**Downstage – Media Scrum**