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We locked eyes, and in that brief moment, a thousand unsaid words passed between us.
The shared dreams, the hopes, the aspirations — it was all there, in that silent communication.
He looked just as content and at peace in this place as I felt.
Elara playfully swatted at her husband. “Go on! Both of you, wash up! Dinner won’t serve itself.”
Kuana and the farmer retreated, chuckling and bantering, leaving Elara and me in the kitchen.
The evening meal was filled with laughter, tales from the fields, and plans for the future.
The children animatedly shared stories from their day, their innocent voices a melodious background score to our evening.
As we finally retreated to our room, the weight of the day’s revelations settled on us.
This might be it, the chance at a fresh start, the beginning of our dream.
And as I looked into Kuana’s eyes, I realized one undeniable truth.
No matter where we were or what we did, so long as we were together, we were home.
* * *
The gentle rustling of sheets, the soft caress of the breeze filtering in through the window, and the rhythmic heartbeat of Kuana close by painted the perfect end to a perfect day.
The room was awash in a soft, silvery glow, a gift from the twin moons hanging low in the sky.
“Kuana,” I began, breaking the peaceful silence.
I rolled onto my side to face him.
His eyes, always so full of intensity and emotion, were soft and contemplative. “I spoke to Elara today, and she mentioned something interesting.”
He raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. “Oh?”
I traced circles on his chest as I gathered my thoughts. “There’s a farm nearby that’s up for sale. An elderly couple owns it, and they’re thinking of moving to the city. Elara says it’s beautiful and just about the right size for… well, a new start.”
Kuana’s gaze deepened, searching my eyes for the meaning behind my words.
I continued. “I know we’ve only been here a short time, but I can’t help but dream about us setting down roots here, having a place to call our own. Somewhere safe, far from the memories of Ikmal.”
A soft smile played on his lips. “You want us to consider buying it?”
I nodded, hesitating, “If you think it’s a good idea. I mean, it’s a big decision and all…”
He cut me off gently with a finger to my lips. “Violet, every day with you is a dream, and every step we’ve taken together has led us to a better tomorrow. If this farm feels right to you, then I’m all for it.”
His voice held the unmistakable note of determination.
I took a deep breath. “Elara even offered to introduce us to the owners, maybe give us a tour of the place.”
Kuana’s face lit up with enthusiasm. “I’d like that. We could take a look, understand the land, the workings, and the responsibilities.” He paused, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “And maybe, just maybe, get an idea of where we’d set up the children’s rooms.”
My heart skipped a beat. “Children?” I whispered, trying to hide the excitement in my voice.
He pulled me closer, so our foreheads touched. “Yes, children. With every day that passes, I dream of a future with you, our children playing in the fields, laughter echoing through our home.” His voice, low and husky, was filled with raw emotion. “I’ve never dared to dream of such a life until I met you.”
“In that, we’re in agreement,” I whispered back, my voice choked.
