Ethan understood their concerns.
He shared them.
But every time he considered stopping… he remembered Lily’s laughter.
And he couldn’t take that away from her.
Then, one afternoon—
Everything changed.
The rain had returned, tapping softly against the windows as Noah guided Lily through a breathing exercise.
“Close your eyes,” he said. “Feel the music, not with your ears… but with your body.”
She inhaled slowly.
Exhaled.
Again.
Noah moved in front of her, his motions fluid, grounding.
“Your body isn’t broken,” he continued softly. “It’s just waiting for you to trust it again.”
Lily’s fingers twitched slightly in her lap.
Ethan noticed.
His heart skipped.
“Focus,” Noah whispered. “Don’t think. Just feel.”
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