“Yes. Always.3
you’ll always be my bride.”
For two years, she had woken up countless times from dreams of him opening his eyes, only to realize it was just an illusion. But not this time.
This time, he was real. He was awake. He was here.
Later that day, the doctors ran a full–body examination on Art. The results came back promising–he was weak, he would recover
No strenuous activity for a while, but with enough effort, he would regain his strength.
Sitting up in bed, Art glanced outside at the foreign streets, his gaze distant!
but with time and rest,
“I want to go back to America,” he murmured with a wistful smile. “The sycamore trees at home must be even more beautiful than I remember.
Carrie nestled against him, wrapping her arms around his waist, her voice drowsy.
“Then we’ll go back soon,” she murmured sleepily. “Eat home–cooked meals, breathe in the fresh air… You’ll get better even faster“) Home
There was nowhere like it. The familiar mountains, the rivers–nothing could compare.
Would they run into Jared when they retumed?
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Home !!
There was nowhere like it. The familiar mountains, the rivers–nothing could compare.
Would they run into Jared when they retumed?\
Probably not.
He was likely busy preparing to marry Karin by now. Their lives had gone in different directions.
Camie let out a quiet sigh and drifted into sleep, finally at peace.
Jared and Karin would have their future, and she would have hers–with Art
For the rest of her life.
