The cabin was finished.
Elara stood at the threshold, taking in every detail—the sturdy log walls, the stone fireplace that Caleb had built with his own hands, the roof that would keep them dry through any storm. The windows faced east, catching the morning light. The door faced south, welcoming the warm breezes. It was small, simple, and utterly perfect.
Caleb came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. His chin rested on her shoulder, and she could feel his heart beating against her back.
"What do you think?" he asked.
"I think it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." She leaned back against him. "We built this. Together."
"We did." He pressed a kiss to her neck, soft and lingering. "And tonight, we christen it."
She laughed, turning in his arms to face him. "Is t
