It was a sunny weekend.
Lina's family—her mother fully recovered—sat together in a small park.
Adrian stood beside her, hands gently intertwined.
"You did all this," he said softly, glancing at her mother and brother.
"We did," Lina corrected.
He squeezed her hand.
"Yes," he admitted, smiling. "You and I… together, we can do anything."
Her heart swelled.
For the first time, she truly felt equal, strong, and loved.
They watched her brother fly a kite, her mother laughing beside them, and the city buzzing quietly in the background.
And in that simple moment—
Everything was perfect.