Chapter 91 0091

• Alex's POV
• The conversation flowed more easily after laying everything out. Hours passed as we talked about everything—our shared memories, our dreams for the future, and the bittersweet reality of our past. It felt surreal to be sitting on the couch with Henry again, reflecting in ways we hadn’t been able to for years.
• “I remember that time we decided to build a treehouse in the backyard,” I said, laughing as I reminisced about the chaotic day. “We were so ambitious, thinking we could actually pull it off without any help.”