As Finn slowly kissed her, she believed this was their forever."I love you."
"I love you, too, Kallie with a K," he whispered back.
Epilogue
Finn
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Finn stood outsidethe motorcycle shop, the late-afternoon sun warming the pavement beneath his boots.The day's work still clung to him—the smell of oil, the faint hum of engines in his bones, the satisfying ache in his hands from hours spent doing something real.Something honest.
He wiped his palms on his jeans and glanced down the street.
Kallie would be coming around the corner any minute.
She'd started walking to the shop every evening after work so they could walk home together.She said it was to stretch her legs and get some fresh air, but he knew the truth.It was her way of avoiding Amy, who kept trying to drag her on long walks around town.And after what they'd both seen—the shimmer on the road, the flicker in the apartment—neither of them wanted to wander too far alone.
So they stuck to their routine.
Straight to work.
Straight home.
Together.
It had been several weeks since the last strange moment.No more ripples in the air.No more shadows that didn't belong.No more echoes of Everstill.The world settled again, quieting around them like a pond after a thrown stone's last ripple fades.And Kallie...she'd relaxed.Bit by bit.Enough to smile without worry tugging at the edges.Enough to laugh freely again.Enough to walk the long way to meet him, just so she didn't have to walk home alone.
Finn caught a laugh before it escaped.
Routines.
Whether he lived in Everstill or here, routines had always been part of his life.Wake up.Work.Eat.Sleep.Repeat.In Everstill, he'd lived in a cage.A loop he couldn't break.A life that wasn't a life at all.
But here, routines weren't a burden.
Not with Kallie in his life.
