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I hadn't told anyone about seeing the rune necklaces at the Briartop, because I hadn't thought there was a chance that I could somehow find them. I hadn't wanted to get Bria's or even my own hopes up, so I'd kept quiet, although I had asked Finn to get me a list of all the items from Mab's exhibit that had been recovered. But the necklaces hadn't been on it, so I'd figured that someone had swiped them in the confusion and chaos.

I'd never thought that someone would turn out to be Owen.

My head snapped up, searching for him, wondering if I could run out the door, catch him, and tell him how much the runes meant to me.

But I didn't have to, because he was standing right outside, watching me through the window. We stared at each other for a moment.

"Thank you," I finally mouthed.

I pressed my palm against the window, and I let him see the hope in my eyes - my hope for us. Owen smiled for a moment, and I saw the answering warmth in his gaze. He leaned over and pressed his hand to mine, even though the glass separated us.

We stayed like that for the better part of a minute, staring at each other, before Owen slowly drew his fingers away. He winked at me, then stuck his hands in his pockets and strolled away. A second later, he was gone.

But for the first time, it didn't feel like I was losing him - it almost felt like he'd left part of himself behind with me.

It wasn't the reunion I'd hoped for, but it was a start. Like Bria said, we had to start somewhere, even if our end destination seemed impossibly far away.

I sat there in the booth, my heart lighter and more hopeful than it had been in weeks. Owen and I weren't back together, but I felt like we'd at least turned a corner. That maybe there was a chance for us after all.

I stared at the pendants. Maybe it was my imagination, but for a moment, they seemed to gleam even brighter than before, as if the metal shared my hopeful thoughts. I reached out and traced over the runes with my finger, just as I'd done countless times before as a child. Owen had found them and brought them back to me. I couldn't quite believe it. That the runes were whole and with me once again. He'd given me such a lovely, thoughtful gift, such an important gift. Despite everything that had passed between us, my heart swelled with love for him - and also with hope for our future.

Smiling, I grabbed the runes, slid out of the booth, and went over to the counter to show Bria the gift that Owen had given to both of us.

One of friendship, family - and love.

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