Before love Lies
Whatever waited for us beyond the cave—enemy lines, open skies, or the unknown—I would face it with her in my heart.
As we stood and prepared to move, the darkness no longer felt quite so heavy. Love had found its way into the shadows, and with it came resolve. If this was our last chance, then we would take it together.
And whatever happened next, we would not face it alone.
Michele,” I said softly, my voice barely steady, “if we live through this… will you marry me?”
She looked at me for a long moment, eyes shining even in the dim light of the cave. Then she smiled—the kind of smile that felt like a promise. “Yes,” she whispered. “I will.”