Clara
I don't know when I started crying… I only know that, when I came to, my cheeks were already wet and my chest was rising and falling with that mixture of emotion, disbelief… and something deeper. Something I hadn't felt in a long time: happiness.
I look at him… Ethan is still standing in front of me, holding me as if he's afraid to let go… as if at any moment all of this could disappear. But no, it's not a dream, not this time.
I lower my gaze, my hand trembling slightly as I raise it… and there it is. The ring. Shining on my finger as if it had always belonged there, as if it should never have left.
I let out a small laugh through my tears.
"It can't be…"
My voice comes out low, broken… but full.
Ethan smiles, and his eyes… his eyes are just like mine. Heavy.
"Yes,
