Happily Ever After… With Another
Happiness filled our days.
Eventually, we settled in a misty, rain-soaked town in Callumbern. I even opened a small flower shop.
One day, while pruning a branch, I glanced at the news: Jonathan had announced his retirement from the public eye—he would never play the piano again.
I barely looked at it and returned to my work.
But when I looked up again, I saw him standing outside my shop, holding Sam's hand. They both just stood there, motionless.
Sam didn't cry or shout this time; his eyes were red, and he whispered softly, "Mom…"