Three years later...
Jaimie sat at the edge of the stage at Max's school auditorium, cheering loudly with the rest of the parents as he accepted a "Most Thoughtful" award.
Sam was beside her, clapping his small hands, missing a front tooth and waving a neon sign that read "GO KUYA MAX!"
Tedd watched them from the aisle, holding a tiny box in his pocket.
That night, he told Jaimie they were going out—just the two of them.
He didn't say where.
She didn't ask.
They ended up in the hospital garden.
The one from years ago.
Now cleaned up, with solar lamps and a new wooden bench under a small glass canopy.
It was drizzling—but Tedd had planned that.
A light, soft rain—the kind Jaimie once said "felt like forgiveness."
She turned to him, damp lashes brushing her cheeks.
"This feels familiar," she whispered.
Tedd didn't speak right away. He pulled the tiny velvet box from his jacket and dropped to one knee.
Her breath caught.
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"You're the strongest woman I've ever known. You saved me, then gave me a son. You forgave me when I didn't deserve it. And you taught me that love isn't about showing up perfect—it's about staying even when it's hard."
He opened the box.
Inside: a simple ring, rose gold, a small diamond—nothing loud.
Just real.
"Will you marry me? And let me keep choosing you for the rest of our lives?"
She didn't answer right away.
She reached up, touched his face, and kissed his forehead like a vow.
"Yes," she whispered.
And the moment didn't need cheers.
It didn't need fireworks.
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Their children waiting at home...14Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLlh3mvrE87
And the promise that this time, no one would walk away.
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