The Cartographer of Our Hearts

Previously

…“I think,” Alex said, a genuine, unawkward smile gracing their lips, “I think this is going to be my favorite map yet.” Jamie squeezed their hand. “Mine too. And the best part? We get to draw it together.” The sun dipped lower, casting long shadows across the room, but the light that emanated from Alex and Jamie, from the quiet understanding that settled between them, was bright enough to illuminate any uncharted territory. The antique map, its mystery solved and its purpose found, lay folded carefully on the table, a treasured relic of a journey that had led, not to an endpoint, but to the most wonderful, unexpected, and perfectly charted beginning.