But we'll face it together.
Me, Autumn, and our impossible miracle.
The family I never thought I'd have. The life I never thought I deserved. The happy ending I stopped believing in years ago.
I return to Autumn and pull her into my arms. She comes willingly, fitting against me like she was made for this spot.
"I love you," I say into her hair.
"I love you too."
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For being reckless enough to go off-trail during a storm. For being stubborn enough not to run when I told you to. For being brave enough to love a monster."
"You're not a monster, Rhett. You're my mate. My partner. The father of my child." She pulls back to look at me. "You're my happy ending."
"You're mine too."
And standing there in our cabin, with our daughter sleeping peacefully and the mountain waking up around us, I finally believe it.
The bear and the wanderer. The hermit and the vlogger. The broken soldier and the woman who refused to let him stay broken.
We found each other in a storm, and we built something beautiful in its aftermath.
Something worth fighting for.
Something worth living for.
Everything.