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Her face turned bright red. "Oh my God! I'm so sorry! I didn't know—I thought—everything I just said?—"
"It's fine!" I quickly reassured her. "Actually, I'm really happy! Thank you for telling me just how much my husband loves me."
As I spoke, I looked up at Elias. He gave me a confused look in return.
The new employee finally laughed. She said sincerely, "You two are the most loving couple I've ever seen! Mrs. Vernal, you and Mr. Vernal are so happy together!"
Happy…
Her words made me pause for a moment.
The sweet misunderstanding passed quickly. That evening, Elias and I followed our usual routine—dinner with Arian, a bedtime story to put him to sleep, then retreating to our own room.
Elias held me in his arms. He sensed my mood and asked gently, "What were you thinking about today?"
I leaned against his chest, soaking in his warmth. "I was thinking about my mother."
Back then, I was very small. Just like now, I'd curled up in my mother's embrace and listened to her soft voice telling fairy tales about fated mates. I'd asked her what it felt like to have a fated mate. She'd always answered that it felt like 'home.'
I'd never truly understood those words.
Even though I'd always been chasing that dream, I couldn't find it for the longest time. I'd once believed fairy tales were lies—things that could never happen to me.
But now, it had come true.
I thought of Arian sleeping in the next room. I looked up at Elias holding me. I finally understood what my mother had meant all those years ago. I'd finally grasped this happiness in my own hands.
Even though the road had been long and winding, filled with tears and pain that had almost made me give up.
The Moon Goddess had kept her promise after all. And a family built on deep love.
"Goodnight, Serenity," Elias murmured.
"Goodnight, Elias," I replied with a smile.
Then I closed my eyes and drifted off peacefully in his arms. Just like that little girl who'd once fallen asleep in her mother's embrace so many years ago.
The difference was, she was no longer listening to someone else's fairy tale.
Her own fairy tale had finally come true.
