The End of Doubts, The Beginning of Us

The days since their return had been quiet, peaceful even, a stark contrast to the storm that had swirled around them only a short while ago. The apartment felt more like a home now, a space that held their shared moments, their laughter, and their soft silences. Jax had gone out of his way to make Grace feel cherished. Little gestures of love—making her favorite tea, holding her close when she seemed lost in thought—had become part of their routine. It was the kind of routine that made Grace feel safe, loved, and finally at ease with everything they had gone through.

One evening, after dinner, Grace and Jax were sitting on the couch, her head resting against his shoulder, as they watched an old movie on TV. The atmosphere was relaxed, but there was a sense of unspoken understanding between them. They had both let go of the past, the uncertainty, and now they were building something new, together.

Jax turned his head to look at Grace, his hand gently brushing the hair from her face. He didn't need to say anything for Grace to know what he was thinking—she could see it in the softness of his gaze, the warmth that radiated from him. He was happy, and for the first time in a long time, she felt like she was too.

"I don't ever want this to end," Jax whispered, his voice low but filled with sincerity.

Grace smiled softly, her heart swelling at his words. "It doesn't have to," she murmured, turning her face to meet his. "We can make this work. No matter what."

Jax reached down, lifting her gently in his arms as though she weighed nothing at all. He stood up, cradling her against him as he spun her around in a slow, tender circle. Her laughter bubbled up in a mix of surprise and joy, the way her dress swirled around her making everything feel like a dream.

The song that played softly in the background was one they had both loved, and in that moment, everything else faded away. Grace's heart raced with happiness, the warmth of Jax's arms holding her tightly, her head resting against his chest.

Jax's voice was barely a whisper as he leaned down to speak to her, his lips brushing against her ear. "You're everything to me, Grace. I'm not going anywhere."

Grace closed her eyes, her breath steady as she let herself enjoy the moment—the way her world felt so right with him. "I feel the same," she whispered back, her voice barely audible, but filled with more emotion than she could put into words.

As they swirled around the room, wrapped in each other's arms, there was no doubt in Grace's heart anymore. She had found her person, and despite the obstacles they had faced, she knew that their love was worth everything.

When Jax finally stopped, they were both breathless, their eyes locked in a deep gaze that held all the unspoken promises they had made. His lips found hers in a kiss that was soft and tender, filled with the kind of love that words could never fully capture.

The kiss deepened, but it wasn't rushed. It was a promise—a silent vow that no matter what life threw their way, they would face it together.

And as they pulled apart, Grace could feel it in her bones—the love that was stronger than anything they had ever experienced before. There were no more doubts, no more fears. Just a future that was theirs to build, one day at a time.

Jax smiled, resting his forehead against hers. "I love you, Grace. Always."

"I love you too," she whispered, her heart full of everything she had ever wanted.

And in that moment, they knew it—this was just the beginning of forever.