The Fruit of My Affection

Previously

…Elara met his gaze, her heart overflowing. The quiet baker and the man of the earth, standing in the heart of their shared inheritance, ready to sow the seeds of a future they would build, hand in hand. “Yes, Liam,” she whispered, her voice soft but firm. “Yes, let’s.” And as the sun finally dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows that embraced the land and the two figures standing within it, a new chapter began, not with a seed of doubt, but with the promise of a harvest, sweet and abundant, cultivated with love.