365 Days With My Fake Husband
Someone started singing a rough, uncertain melody but others joined in, their voices together like sunlight after a storm.
Jessica felt tears prick her eyes again, but this time they weren't from pain.
Romeo's hand found hers, grounding her. "We're going to make it ", he said quietly.
She nodded. "Not just us. Everyone".
He smiled slightly. "You sound like a leader".
"Maybe i finally am".
They began to walk through the camp, stopping to help lift a broken beam, to offer encouragement, to remind people that the world hadn't ended it had just changed. Each touch, each word, stitched somethin back together.
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