As she gazed at the stars, he took her hand, whispering, "We'll always be together, no matter what." Life tested their love over decades, throwing them apart in a whirlwind of circumstances. Years passed, hearts shattered. On her 80th birthday, a knock startled her. It was him, aged and weary, but with a warm smile that brought back memories. In his trembling hands, he held a tiny star-shaped pendant. "I found it," he said. Tears filled her eyes as they embraced, knowing their love had endured across galaxies and time, defying all odds. Together, they watched the stars, forever intertwined.
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181 Keeping Watch
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