Two years later…
The campus was filled with the sound of chatter and excitement. Freya stood at the gates of her new university, her heart steady yet racing at the same time. She glanced at the sky—clear, bright, and full of promise.
Beside her, Liam adjusted his backpack and smiled, his hand brushing against hers. "Are you ready for this?"
Freya looked at him, really looked at him. The boy who once became a stranger in her memories, the one she lost and found all over again. The boy who, despite time, distance, and pain, still found his way back to her.
"Yes," she whispered, smiling softly. "As long as you're with me."
They walked together toward the entrance, the bouquet of hibiscus flowers still fresh in Freya's dorm room, and the crocheted keychain safely attached to Liam's bag—a symbol of promises once forgotten, now renewed.
For the first time in years, her heart felt whole. The missing piece was finally back where it belonged.
And as they stepped into a new chapter—hand in hand, side by side—Freya realized that some loves are never truly lost. They only wait for the right time to bloom again. 🌸
— The End —