Chapter 95

• ### Epilogue
• The sun was setting in the west, illuminating the long stretches of our farm with a golden warm glow. I sat on the porch, holding Grav's hand as she twirled around in circles, playing among the chickens. Her laughter was music to my ears, a sound that never failed to make me smile.
• Flinn appeared behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. His chin rested on my shoulder, and I leaned into him, the warmth of his body wrapping around me.