Chapter 18

Back in their sunlit suburban home, Sarah and Ethan shared a quiet evening on the porch overlooking a manicured lawn. A small American flag waved proudly near the porch railing, catching the warm evening sunlight.
"Do you ever look back and think about how close we came to breaking?" Sarah asked softly, resting her head against Ethan's shoulder. Ethan squeezed her hand gently, his gaze fixed on the horizon.