Chapter 22 - The Peaceful Years
Six months after the wedding, Maya and Caleb strolled through the same city park where their journey had intersected. The afternoon sun shone brightly through the autumn trees, casting reflections across the stone fountain.
Caleb pushed a custom triple stroller while Maya walked beside him, her arm linked tightly with his. They stopped directly in front of the wooden park bench where Maya had once fallen asleep in total desperation.
"Look at how far we have come," Maya whispered, resting her head against Caleb's shoulder. Caleb kissed her hair gently, looking down at his three healthy children.
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"This bench was where our real lives began," Caleb smiled warmly.
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